Ava's POV: 
Taking a deep breath and controlling my emotions I walked towards the door to unlock it and leave this damned bathroom. I never caved for any male but for him I got on my knees so quickly.
Clearing my head of everything and just focusing on how I'm going to escape him alone without his intimidating presence looming over me.
I turned the door knob to open the door but it didn't open. I tried again as I thought that maybe the door was jammed but when I tried three or four times it didn't budge. 
As realization hit me that iam in stuck in the bathroom till someone comes and finds me and my bastard husband locked me in. 
Did he really lock me in the bathroom so I won't escape or is it just my bad luck that I am stuck inside here! 
 I banged on the door, yelling for help, praying and hoping that someone will come and unlock the door but i cant able to hear anything other than my fists banging on the door and my screaming.
I Am losing my mind at the thought that Vincenzo forgot about me and he went his own way. I don't know how much time has passed but the dread is slowly creeping up to me.
I hate closed spaces and dark places. I am claustrophobic but this giant room is slowly suffocating me as I know that I am locked in here.
There is light and space in here but the thought of a locked door and being stuck inside without the freedom of opening the door whenever I want is fucking with my head and my breath started coming out in puffs, my ears are ringing.
Flashbacks from the past slowly started making their way inside my head. I don't want to go back to those memories and relive them.
“ Don't make any noise, pretty girl or else they will find you and take you away from me.” The familiar creepy voice started whispering in my head and my arms shot instantly towards my ears and I covered them to stop that voice reaching me.
I have become my ten year old self all over again and I'm in that dark cell hugging my knees to my chest and trying to block everything from reaching me.
The click of the door unlocking gave me back the ability to gulp the air into my lungs and I am gasping for it so desperately.
“ Mrs. Marino! Are you alright?” Someone asked, I raised my head to see that it was one of Vincenzo’s men. 
I sent a glare towards him which didn't deter him nor did I get any reaction from him. I'm still sitting on the ground but now my hands are unlocked from my knees and I felt nothing but emptiness. 
“ Boss ordered you to get in the car.” He sounds so robotic and cruel. I huffed out a laugh and stood up, my legs feel like they will give out any second but i need to be in my room to break down alone, like always.
I followed him without any peep, the mall seemed empty other than men in black roaming around it. Pieces of glasses scattered on the ground. I feel so tired and drained out physically and emotionally. 
I don't have any heart or energy to ask him where his boss is. After treating me like a toy and a whore, I don't want to look at him nor see him near me.
It didn't take much time for us to reach the mansion and I exited the car like a zombie, without any emotions.
The mansion is empty like usual and i don't give a fuck even if someone is present. I Am exhausted and drained out and i just want to bury myself in the covers and sleep.
My skin is itching to clean itself and I want to wash away every single touch of him and himself from me. I peeled my clothes off the instant I entered the room and walked towards the bathroom to the side of the room.
I put the water to the scorching hot and entered the shower, the first hit of water on my body felt like heaven and some of the numbness evaporated with the steam of the hot water.
Washing myself off of the day, i walked out of the bathroom drying myself and put on a large t-shirt and slipped inside the fluffy duvet.
I will think about everything else tomorrow but for now I just want to close everything off. 
I didn't know when I slipped into the deep sleep but I was woken up by the feeling of someone hovering above me.
My eyes opened wide but I didn't budge, a dark silhouette of a man was standing near the bed. My breath started coming out rapidly and my heart was thumping so loudly that I could hear it in my ears. 
I don't make any move to get up and confront the man. He moved slightly towards the bed, the moonlight shining through the window falling on his face showing the sharp features of him.
My breath hitched in my throat and my body felt like it's on fire. Every single muscle in my body locked at the way his gaze landed on me. His eyes are spitting fire and other than that there is no emotion on his face.
“You should always lock your doors, Little wifey. Never know which monster will enter and break you.” His deep voice slithered throughout my body like a snake. 
I'm still spell bound by his beauty and my head is still hazy.
“ What! Cat got your tongue!” He mused, Walking some more and a cruel smirk plastered on his plump lips. 
“ Y…You. What are you doing in my room!” I demanded, angry at myself for stuttering like an idiot and at him for standing in front of me like he didn't leave me alone in that bathroom like a whore.
“ Ah! There she is! Am I not allowed in my own house!” He teased, moving more towards the bed and making me squirm under the covers. I hate the way he is making me feel me, especially at the way my body is literally begging him to come near me.
“ You are not allowed in my room, Vincenzo. I want my privacy. I don't want anyone in my room.” I gritted out, i am thankful that i didn't quicker nor stutter like before. 
“ Is that so, little rabbit?” His eyes shine with humor but the way his jaw clenched showed that iam pissing him off and that's better than giving him the satisfaction that he is affecting me.
“ Yeah! Leave before I push you out of the room.” I don't know if he believes that I will do that exact thing I said but the humor and amusement fly away from his face and he is on the bed instantly, straddling me and putting all his weight on me.
I gasped out loud at his audacity and the feel of his body pressing mine into the bed.
I shouldn't be feeling hot over this and rather bucking him off of me.
“ What the hell do you think you are doing!” I demanded, trying to buck him off but he is so much stronger than me and he didn't even move an inch. 
“ What do you think it looks like!” His eyes narrowed and he took my hands in his one large hand and locked them above my head.
“ Vincenzo!” I growled out, shame and desire swirling inside me. How could I forget that he left me in the bathroom like I'm some slut he used and discarded in the bathroom! 
Something is so wrong with my body that it's singing to his tune.
“ I fucking love when you say my name, Wifey! I would love more if you scream my name.” He groaned, his weight on my body increased more. His fingers trailed from my forehead to my neck and he stopped at my chest, my nipples hardened and they were aching to be touched.
Iam so fucked! I hate every single shudder of pleasure but i'm shamelessly aching for me and Vincenzo can clearly see that in my eyes and my body which is withering under his.