Katerina
I wasn't usually a violent person. I may have attacked the previous mafia boss, Victor, and I may have had dreams about what I'd do to the person who killed my parents. But Douglas brought out a side of me that I didn't even see coming. That slap was so over-the-top and impulsive, and I still didn't feel it was enough. I wished I could punch him again and again until I was done. Whenever Douglas opened his mouth to speak to or address me, he insulted me and shamed me. If it wasn't the unnecessary slut-shaming, it was this toxic boyfriend-from-hell personality he adorned. Who did he think he was, asking me if I'd slept with someone? I couldn't think of a time when he talked to me and treated me like a human being. The more I tried to calm down, the more I wanted to scream bloody m
