CHAPTER 130

Rodrigo's POV

I was utterly worn out from the treatment they had given me. Honestly, I would have thought that after going through the same routine over and over again, I would get used to it, but I never got used to the pain they inflicted. It was a shame that he got what he wanted, or at least a part of it. I made a point of not screaming, of not letting any sound of pain come out from me, or next when it was too much, and that seemed to annoy him. He also made me feel pain, which was a win for him.

With the tiredness in my bones from two long weeks of torture, when I heard the sound of people going down the staircase, I wondered whether it was time for another round. I didn't prepare myself; I had done that a lot of times, and it hadn't helped at all. The only thing that I could do was to rest and relax my body even more. Maybe this time, it would be short. If not, I would go along with it and survive. He thought he could break me? Well, he had to think again. I was going to