Chapter 121

• •••Flashback continues•••
• Sergio took a deep, shuddering breath, and began to undress. His body was a masterpiece of power and control, each muscle rippling with strength. He removed his shirt, his jacket, and his pants, revealing a body marred only by the scars of his upbringing. His face, a stony canvas of duty and shame, remained impassive as he disrobed, his movements deliberate.
• He gazed down at the girl lying unconscious from pain and exhaustion, her n@ked form revealing the wreckage of her young body. Bruises bloomed across her skin like violent flowers, blood trickles from her wounds, a crimson tribute to her suffering and her limbs were twisted at unnatural angles. The sight of her, laid out before him like an offering, sent a wave of anguish crashing through his heart. His lips pressed into a thin line and his eyes were raw with conflict. He knew what his father expected of him but every fiber of his being rebelled against it. And yet, he had to comply.