108. Confess 

108. Confess

A storm emerged in the pit of my stomach. A storm of indignation. I couldn't control the angry tears from accumulating in my eyes as I saw the old asshole's face flicker with anxiety.

This was the same man who held my thighs apart and threatened to tear my pussy into shreds. The fucker who pulled the trigger and put a bullet in my mother's body. He asked for her to be buried alive and caused her intolerable pain.

She was bleeding when I saw her. She bled until she died. I swear on my mom that I would make him bleed until the very last drop, too.

Stupid mother fucker will regret letting me go. He should have made a hole between my eyebrows the moment he saw me.

"Take out your phone and go live on social media."

My voice jolted him out of his shock. He ground his teeth not from rage but from rising fear.

"How did you come in here? Where is Matteo? You are committing a mistake, Matteo. You don't want to start a war against me, do you? I am telling you—"

"Tell the peo