(Andrea POV)
My whole body was aching, and I couldn’t help but groan. Marcello was like a beast, and I was feeling like a truck wreck now.
“F*ck all of them,” I mumbled before getting up from bed. I winced loudly when I stood up because I could still feel him with every step. I will definitely kill that bastard who made me feel like that. I cursed him under my breath several times before opening the bathroom door. I looked towards the shower but then shook my head in no.
“I should take a bath to soothe my sore muscles,” I mumbled and entered in the bathroom.
I ran a bath before taking off my clothes. I stood in front of the mirror and had to find a more fitting word for him because the word ‘Beast’ felt too mild for him. He covered my whole body with so many marks like I was nothing
