Amy's POV
The tears were still dropping freely from my eyes as I stared at my reflection in the bathroom mirror. The tears were hot and fell silently from my eyes as I blew my hair with the hairdryer. I had just finished taking my bath.
My p***y still throbbed from Stuart's rough d**k, and my heart felt heavy from the pain of his rough intercourse. I would get back at him. I would definitely have my revenge on him if that were the last thing I did.
I didn't even bother dressing up, it was night already, so I just slid into my Pajamas and went back downstairs. Mom and Mr Donovan were sitting in front of the television now, but Stuart was in the dining area.
“Ah.. look who decided to join us.” Stuart smiled wickedly the moment I walked in. “Was beginning to think you wouldn't show up.”
