Anastasia's POV Rage surged through me, "What are you doing?" I shouted, my voice echoing off the cold walls. Antonio looked up, his smirk annoyingly calm, while Jane barely glanced my way, her indifference cutting deeper than any blade."What does it look like we are doing?" Antonio asked shamelessly, gazing at me with disgust. "Have you no shame and respect for my father?" I spoke through my teeth, my wolf screaming to let out. He smirked cruelly and barked out a cold laugh, gazing at me menacingly, "You looked so pathetic and disgusting." My eyes brimmed with hot tears and rage clouded my sense of reasoning. Without thinking, I lunged at Antonio, my hand flying towards his face. But he was faster, stronger than me. He caught my wrist mid-air and twisted it, pain shooting up my arm and I winced in pain. "Don't you dare," he hissed, his grip like iron. Tears of pain and humiliation welled up in my eyes as I struggled to break free, but it was no use. He was overpowering me. My
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