Chapter 183

• Lucretia's pleas faded into incoherent sobs, her body wracking with pain. She knew she had no defense, no excuse for her betrayal. Enzo's resentment was justified, and she was at his mercy.
• As his grip tightened, her vision blurred. She was never going to escape him or his wrath. If only he could just kill her and end her misery.
• "Please..." She whispered and reached out, longing to touch him and to feel even the slightest bit of connection, but he flinched, jerking away from her touch like she burned him. His eyes flashed with anger and unmistakable hatred, a clear warning to keep her distance.