Chapter 8: The Empty House (Elena's POV)
The front door slams echo through the villa like a gunshot. Daddy is gone. Really gone this time. The sound lingers in my ears long after his car tires screech down the driveway.
I stay on the bed knees weak chest heaving Matteo still half hard inside me his hands loose around my waist now. c*m leaks slow and steady soaking the sheets I used to sleep on as a little girl. The fairy lights keep blinking soft colors over us like nothing happened.
Luca walks to the window pulls the curtain back just enough to watch the headlights disappear into the night. He lets the fabric fall. Turns to me with a slow grin.
"He's broken princess. Saw his little girl come on enemy c**k right in her own room. He'll never look at you the same."
I swallow hard. My th
