Aurora's POV
"Mr Sorrentino," another voice called whoever it was that was bold enough to throw taunts at Nestore and Nevio without being shut in the most violent way.
There was a brief moment of eerie silence before he spoke again.
"Tell me something Cavarallo, now that you've supposedly found your old toy, what about the old one, are you going to discard her?" He asked, his voice taunting, spelling that either Nevio or Nestore were still standing.
"It's none of your fuckin business, Sorrentino what I decide to do with the people I own," Nevio growled, each word like a knife being dragged over stone.
People I own.
The words scraped against my raw insides, stinging worse than the gash on my head. I wasn’t a person to him, I never was, I was a possession, a debt paid in human by the
