Chapter thirty-seven: Meet the devil

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Three hours later

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Three hours later

We were heading towards our estate after landing ten minutes ago. I was notified by Steve that he had retrieved the things that Luciana found in LA and said that he'd send them as soon as possible.

It was early morning here in Rome and the number of flights I'd taken in these past two days had exhausted me to the brim.

I made sure to get the gift box and letter from Liam and placed them in my handbag. I had no intentions of opening it now because I had to get some rest.

After a very pleasant surprise from my family, we all hung out in the lounge and had a few drinks. I talked to Laura about organizing the funeral and reminisced a few fun memories with Luciana and Damiano.

It was still hard for me to comprehend that she was gone. I was appalled. Just these two weeks have changed my life in the worst possible way.

After arriving at the estate, we got out of the car and I took a deep breath. I was glad I was back home. Rome was the only place where I felt truly welcomed. I was surrounded by my people and after all, this was my birthplace.

I noticed Vincenzo getting out of another car but didn't bother acknowledging him. I went up the stairs to the mansion and immediately hurried to my room. I dropped my handbag on the floor and practically dropped dead on my bed. I was ready to sleep but before I could, I had to put away the things that Alex had given me.

I stood up and went to grab my bag. I took out what I needed and went into my closet. I opened one of my lingerie drawers and hid the box with the letter in the far back. I closed the drawer and went back to my bed. I took my shoes off and laid down. As I calmed down, I drifted into dreamland in no time.

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"You're mine. No one else's." Liam's eyes showed his rage inside. I feared for my life. "You can't kiss nor be with any other man if it isn't me, capisce?"

"You're not the boss of me, Martinelli." He shook his head.

"Don't you fucking dare talk back to me, you little whore." Those words hurt more than a stab in the chest. I never thought that Liam would be like this. I was certain he wouldn't hurt me. He said it himself. But at this point, I was sure that everything was a lie. His grip on my hands that were above my head tightened. "Do you understand?" He tightened his grip on my throat, making me wince from the pain.

"Yes."

"Yes, what?" What in the hell did I do to deserve it? I swallowed the lump in my throat, excepting my fate.

"Yes, sir." He nodded.

"Bene, I guess you're not useless after all." He placed a kiss on my lips. "Kiss me back." I obeyed. Whom am I kidding; I loved the kiss but just the fact that he treated me this was enough to hate him enough to make the kiss unenjoyable. "Now, do you know how to please me?" I shook my head no. "I thought that you were an experienced little whore, but it turns out you're not?"

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