Chapter 40

AMARA'S POV

Instead of me to be worried or scared, I preferred to be in this ceil than the one in the USA. I bet since Italy seems to be his home, he would make the place clean.

While I was kept in a kneeling position and chains, all I could not stop looking at was the camera in front of me. It was located at the tip of the room as if watching over me with red evil eyes.

Damn it! I had no idea how long I would be here.

The only faint yellow light in the room made me notice the cup of water still in front of me even more I had no idea how to panic.

A pang of nostalgic feeling hit me, making me realize how long I was kept in that dark.

"oh snap!"

My stomach grumbled, it was as if it suddenly realized that I haven't eaten for two whole days. Frankly, I don't see how I would have sex with girls that derive joy in bullying me.

Aside from that, this operation is all creepy. Why would they even take some girls aside and want to stress the shit ou