Chapter twenty-four
Rosanna Vietillo POV
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I was motionless and stunned. The memories came back and back, hurting my pride. Like the torture upon myself.
How could I let that happen?
I don't know if I was caught off guard, or maybe he had me fooled by his tactics, he was still so hard to figure out, and it was just one slip of a moment.
I kissed him back.
Him, my kidnapper, who I had no business to get closer to.
Him forcing on me would have been something else, but I volunteered. The shame is unmistakable.
I spent the morning after the kiss, staring at my reflection is not able to understand what went through my mind because I let him play me.
To say the least I was still mortified, and my lips had turned pale, a slight color change from pink… Showing his treatment o
