Content Warning: This chapter contains depictions of s****l violence, which are necessary for the story’s progression. Every detail serves a purpose and is not intended to glorify or justify violence in any form. Reader discretion is advised, thank you.
Chapter 64
Annalisa
Pain had a way of distorting time. One second stretched into eternity, every heartbeat a slow, agonizing reminder that I was still here, still breathing, still enduring. But pain wasn’t just physical—it was mental, emotional. It crawled into the cracks of my mind, whispering doubts, telling me to give up, to let the inevitable happen.
But hell, f**k that.
If Cristiano wasn’t coming, then I was going to save myself.
A guttural scream tore from Giovanni's throat as I sank my teeth into his member. It was a hard bite.
