“Are you sure you're okay?” Valentino asked warily as I gulped down the water he provided that I desperately needed in my system right now.
“I will be once I'm done with this,” I said, gesturing to the water before I completely emptied the bottle.
“I don't mean to pry, Victoria, but how did you end up handcuffed to the bed in your condition? Shouldn't you both already have learned to be more careful in whatever thing you're doing, considering you're pregnant? Extreme practices like this could really hurt your baby, no matter how enticing and crazy you both might be for each other,” he said uncomfortably.
Did he really think that I would agree to this on my own?
“I never agreed to this. Alessandro handcuffed me to the bedpost last night and didn't release me before leaving the house,” I said, wiping my tears that fell.
“Then why the hell do you look like that?” He gestured to the bleeding cut on my swollen lips, my disorganized dress, and my overall flustered appearance.
“I never consented to any of this. Your brother forced me. He was the one that bit me.”
“What?! How could he do a thing like that? This is unbelievable!” he said in anger while I just sat there crying.