Thalia
"I f*****g hate you," I spat, trying to get away from Luciano's hold.
"Bambi, wait," he pleaded, holding onto my waist, halting me from moving out of the bed.
"Let go," I said through gritted teeth, the pain shooting up my body as I struggled to get away from his hold.
"Luciano," I warned. "Let go or else."
"Or else what?" he asked with a smirk on his face.
I sighed and relaxed on the bed, tired of fighting his stubborn ass.
"I can't believe you. You didn't stop at three f*****g times. You even went in for a fourth round. A fourth one!" I emphasized.
He looked at me with wide innocent eyes—like he didn't just annihilate me a few moments back.
We started after lunch, and now it was the evening. I didn't even have the strength to prepare our dinner because of the activi
