Sophia's POV.
"Alessandro, I detest her and want her to die, but having her r***d by multiple men and videoed is something my conscience can't permit," I said, refusing to approve such brutality.
I knew I didn't care what happened to her. But how would I be any different from her if I supported r***d?
"Thankfully, I don't care about what you're conscience thinks is right or not," Alessandro spat, signaling the men to go ahead.
"I was the one that got r***d. If anyone should dictate her punishment, it should be me..." I muttered, hoping he would relent.
"I don't need you to plead on my behalf, you two-faced b***h!" Rita scowled, her voice thick with rage.
I glanced at her, and she had a black eye along with some bruises. She must have acquired them on her way here.
"I'm not trying t
