Ella
Fuck My Life
I can’t believe I’m f*****g married to this beast. This f*****g bastard. And to make matters worse, everything feels weird as hell. What’s with that bond thing? And why the f**k did he cut my palm with a knife? That s**t was f*****g odd. I swear, Dante Moretti has to be in some occult or something. What if they wanna sacrifice me for some creepy-ass ritual?
I glance down at my bandaged wrist and hiss. I really thought I was dead. Hell, I should be dead. But no…he just had to save me.
Why the f**k did he do that? He should’ve just let me die, spared me from this never-ending suffering, this gut-wrenching betrayal.
But no. I know exactly why he married me.
Not out of mercy! Not out of kindness!
He did it to make my life a living f*****g hell!
I need to get the f
