CALISTA'S P.O.V
I stared back into his wicked eyes. All the hate and anger and pain that he had inflicted on me were bubbling hot in my veins.
“You.” I gritted out through clenched teeth. All aching muscles were forgotten.
His smile stretched wider. “Yes, baby. Me, your rightful husband.”
The words twisted my stomach like poison. I could never see myself as his wife, not after experiencing liberation, not after being with a man who made me whole.
“f**k you, Matteo” I spat, eyeing him.
Matteo's eyes hardened, and he lunged towards me and gripped my jaw tightly. I didn't flinch, even though pain racked through my body, I didn't give Matteo Orsini the satisfaction.
“You will obey me” He sneered. “You will be my obedient cúnt and whóre yourself to me the way you did with Cappellucci.”
