Gianna's POV
“GREG, why are you doing this?”, I asked, staring at his bleeding hand. I was scared.
He didn’t give a response, but just walked towards me. I had no idea what he was going to do but I got up instantly shaking and trembling.
“I want to make love with you Gianna", he sounded now squatting in front of me.
What! My head banged.
What does a monster like him knows about love making even?
“Please Greg! Am not ready!”, I cried and he got up and gave me a resounding slap making tears to roll over my delegated cheeks.
“What do you see in Clems?”, he asked now walking around me.
I turned around to see his cold gaze fixed on me, sending chills down my spine.
I hissed as he harshly grabbed my shoulder making me stand up properly.
“Greg, it hurts pleaseee...”, I whimpered as I
