Chapter six

MARIA

“How dare you even leave the house in the first place!?” Papà yelped with his hand firmly clasped on my chin. He pressed so solidly that my face hurt so bad. My legs were weak, and ricketing while my eyes drained in panic and horror as I stared at my Papà brutalizing me. He was extremely contumelious.

“I…” just before I could complete this statement, he moved from my chin swiftly to my throat. It was tenser. I lost balance and could not breathe, face red, legs jiggling. My eyes spread out in fear and pain. Amidst the opacity in the room, I could still see the rage in his eyes. I was driven back to how he did the same thing to me when I was a child. He practically wrung my neck to death when I was ten years old when I tried to leave the house without his permission.

“Do you even know the disgrace and humiliation you brought to my name and the Lazio Familia? Do you know!?” He roared and intensified in his choke. His eyes were fierce with irritation. I had my hand holding his wr