Chapter 16

Amelia

“Get up!” his bark pierces the air, his presence casting a menacing shadow over me.

I remain frozen, my body trembling uncontrollably as desperate wails tear from my throat. Curling into myself, I draw my knees to my chest, seeking whatever semblance of protection I can muster. I silently pray it doesn’t hurt, just as Beatrice assured me.

“Oh, for fuck’s sake, no one is fucking you tonight. I’d rather let a man fuck me than do that,” his words land like a crushing blow, the shock evident on my slackened expression.

In a surprising act of gentleness, he crouches down, lifting me effortlessly and draping me over his shoulder. My mind reels in disbelief. Did he really just say that?

He strides toward his bed, and I still brace myself for what is to come next, my heart pounding with a mix of dread and uncertainty. He tosses me onto the mattress, and instinctively, I sit up, drawing my knees close to my chest for a semblance of protection.