Daddy

Vinorca Jona POV "I am going to make sure these pretty nails of yours are dug out from your fingers, if you keep scratching me,” Dante warned, his words punctuated with slight pauses. I immediately froze, not wanting to anger him further. The pain was overwhelming my senses. Why did he have to be so heartless? I was bleeding from every part of my body as he threw me to the floor of the living room, injured from being dragged this far. "Bunny, stand up," he ordered. I just blinked, my head spinning. How could I possibly stand? "You want me to help you stand?" Dante asked, his tone seething with anger. His mood swings were impossible to predict. I feared for my life, but I was even more terrified of other maids seeing me like this. They already hated me; what would they think seeing me naked, with Dante shirtless? I hadn't even noticed when my full clothes had been removed as he was tongue and fingers fucking me. They would think me a whore, not caring that Dante was my stepbrother, my l