My existence is a torture to her.

I still can't calm down.

He almost lost his temper and scolded, "I... why are you so slutty? You used to be superior to others and now you couldn't even live as a prostitute. Don't you feel sick? How can a woman like you still have the face to live?"

I didn't want to open my eyes, but my tears stubbornly squeezed out of the closed eyes and fell down along my temples.

"Since you like to be treated like this, I'll fulfill your wish."

Natasha’s pov

He tore up my clothes again, rubbed my tears with his big hands, and bit my...