Chapter 106

• Initially, motivated by bitterness, Anastasha attempted to retaliate. She went on a series of dates, inviting these men into her home, fully aware that Sandro Viscenzo De Hesus was likely keeping tabs on her. To their utmost disappointment, she refrained from any physical intimacy; a few kisses sufficed to remind her that her body only belonged to one man—Sandro—and no one else.
• Knowing Sandro's personality, she had found herself waiting for a sign, anything that would indicate he still cared for her. It could be something as overt as a bullet through a man's knee, a severed finger, a tattoo branding her as his, or even just the faint scent of him lingering in her bedroom. She craved something—anything, really—that would connect them once more.
• He was transforming her into someone darker, more mischievous, and volatile—an uncontrollable version of herself that she was just too tired to fight against.