Chapter 8

Faith’s POV

I almost screamed when Martin inserted another finger into my pussy. I never knew it would hurt like this. Well, I hadn’t had sex for a while.

“Fuck!” I heard that Martin curse. I was confused when I saw the blood on Martin’s finger. “W-what’s the meaning of this blood? Are you in your period?”

I shook my head. My menstruation schedule was due next week.

Martin suddenly stopped. He just stood up and walked back and forth. The pain of her lower body. It was like she’s changed.

Because, well, it’s been a while since we last did that.

“Get dressed,” he told me coldly. “Hurry up!”

It surprised me when he shouted. I quickly sat down and untied my hand from the lampshade stand. Then I quickly got dressed.

We said nothing on the way. I didn’t know what was going through his mind.

“W-where are we going?” I couldn’t help but ask.

“At your house.” Martin didn’t look at me when he