Nora’s POV. “What? Do you even know what you're saying?” I heard my father yell, rising to his feet and before I knew it, he landed a slap on my cheek. “Il Sangue Freddo, I am sorry. Please, forgive her childishness and spare her” my father pleaded, getting on his knees once again. “Get on your knees you brat and beg to be saved” he spat from where he had knelt, eyeing me disgustingly. I didn’t move, didn’t say a word. All I did was to stand by my word, waiting for the Almighty Il Sangue Freddo to do his worst. I was breathing heavily, as if I was getting ready to leash at my prey. “You have fire within you, and I love that. But I think you should be careful who you burn it with- because some people don’t burn to ashes, they explode” he roared and the next thing I saw, was his fingers wrapped around my neck tightly, choking me. His movement was swift. One second, he was seated in front of me and the next- his hand was wrapped tightly around my throat.He didn’t feel like
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