Emma’s POV
The house was quiet. Too quiet, if I was being honest.Each second of the clock's ticking on the wall became more audible, each creak in the floorboards beneath me more distinct. However, what unsettled me was not the quietness. It was the turbulent storm of feelings within me, a whirlwind of emotions I couldn't even comprehend.
Luca had abandoned me in the hallway, his words echoing in my ears, while his footsteps faded away in the corridor. “Remember where you belong, Emma.”
His voice's reverberation caused a chill down my spine. Those words carried a heavy burden, serving as a grim reflection of my role in our complicated relationship. The husband of mine. The one who causes me pain. The one who has captured me. He didn't simply possess me legally - he possessed my physica
