Chapter 35:
Francesca's POV
"Ow!" I groan in pain, I struggle to get up with my limbs making a noise.
My hands moved to my hair, scratching through it profusely in confusion. I didn't know what happened, all I could remember was the rough night I had with Enzo. I remembered how I enjoyed it all, his torture and his ways of gaining pleasure.
Instinctively, I looked to the side, my eyes searching for his figure as I searched the entire room for traces of him but he wasn't there.
"Oh there." I suddenly exclaimed, I jolted off the bed, my leg ramming into the folded rug that led to me slipping and slamming my nose into the hard floor.
" Fuckin hell." I hollered in pain, I sat up, rubbing my red nose with tears by the corner of my eyes.
It hurts so much that I was sure it left a bruise.
I sat there, puzzled about what happened as I tried to pick up pieces of my mind but nothing was coming to me. As I thought I was about to get it, something was clicking and it felt just right.
