ENZO DE-LUCA.
“I hate you.”
Those were the very last words that I wanted to hear from her while her f**k her. Hearing those words broke me, my heart tightened and I could feel my c**k softening.
How could I even do this to her and then claim to love her afterwards?
She hates me, I could see it in her eyes, in those tears that trickled down her cheeks, in the way she pressed her lips together just to keep from screaming.
And I could sure as hell feel that hatred in her demeanor, the way she just gave up on fighting me off and just letting me do whatever I wanted to her.
It’s working. This is the only way to get her to hate me.
This and one other way, I need her to go back to hating me. I desperately need her to go back to seeing me the way she used to see me because boy am I about to
