Chapter 12

Lorenzo's pov

I could see fair reflecting off her greenish eyes which caught the bright lights in the bedroom beautifully.

This was exactly what I wanted to see.

The fear.

The stark terror.

The kind of fear that would make her tremble till she willingly fell down to her knees.

The kind of fear that I had in my eyes as a child when I watched her father take the life of my parents without second thoughts. I had been helpless and powerless to do anything about it back then.

Fine, I wasn’t going to kill her.

I had pretty much accepted that I wouldn’t be able to do that to her.

But, what about having a little fun with her body?

I had to make sure that she suffered one way or the other, in order to leave her a scar on her soul like her father did mine.

That she’d be consumed with so much fear that she would practically beg me to put a bullet through her brain, and I still wouldn't do it, because I’d want her to still suffer some more.

Till I get my true revenge against her bastard father.