Natalia's POV :
Days turned into a week but my everyday routine was the same. My head was healing impressively well and my wounds started fading away but still sometimes I felt a slight headache.
In the week, Nicolas came home late at night everyday, sometimes with blood all over his body or sometime with angry bloodshot eyes and left home early before I woke up.
There was no night when he hadn't f****d me. He f****d me so hard and rough in different positions untill he satisfied his dreadful desires then he would pull me onto his brick like chest and fall in deep sleep. Sometimes I wondered how he could sleep so comfortably with me as I could stab a knife on his chest anytime in his deep sleeping state for what he had done to me.
After thinking more than an hour, I realized the reason
