TIANA’S POV
Jorge grins, taking pleasure in the sight of me all tired and sweaty. He steps toward me,a wicked smirk on his lips as his eyes roam over my body.
“Tired already, hermosa?Don't worry. This will be your life from now on.”
He pulls out the gag from my mouth. The moment the gag is pulled free,I gasp—my breath ragged as I glare up at Jorge with pure defiance.
“Go to hell.“
Jorge just laughs—low and amused—as he crouches down in front of me,his fingers tracing along my jawline mockingly.
“You first, princesa.“
“You bastard”,I spit on his face.
Jorge wipes his cheek with a sadistic chuckle, his gaze darkening with anger.
“That's gonna cost you, cariño.“
His hand flies out, backhanding me across the face with vicious force, making my head snap to the side with a sharp gasp.
