OLIVIA
I pushed myself up onto my trembling elbows, my cheek throbbing violently from where Bruno's heavy hand had just struck me. The metallic taste of fresh blood coated my tongue, but my sheer desperation refused to let me stay silent.
"Antonio will be back," I gasped out, glaring up at my husband through my messy, tangled hair. "He will find out what you are doing. He will punish you for locking me up like an animal."
Bruno did not flinch.
He did not look scared of his father's wrath. He simply turned back from the open doorway and slowly crouched down beside me on the hardwood floor. He reached out and violently grabbed my jaw, digging his fingers painfully into my bruised skin.
"If you ever try to run from me, Olivia," Bruno whispered, his voice entirely devoid of human emotio
