Chapter 57 My Man

• VICTORIA BELLA WASHINGTON;
• Life is full of unexpected twists and turns, one moment you hate something, another moment you cannot do without that thing. Life is a merry-go-round spin, it has its ups and it's down. It's up to you to decide what side you are on. Typically, I should be thinking of escaping this hell hole, bouncing off the gates of hell even with big guns aimed at me. The Victoria I knew would risk her life a million times for her freedom, but that ain't happening anytime soon.
• I clamored for my freedom, I prayed for a breakthrough and wished that the devil died in his own sleep, but all of those seemed useless and once his hands were on me, I seemed to forget my own identity and become whatever he wanted of me. Vincenzo isn't just any jerkface, he is my jerkface, not any dick head but my personal dick head.