Renée's POV:
The next morning I wake up and the first thing I do is look to see if Elias was still in bed. My heart calms down when I see that he was not still there. Even though my leg is hurt he was still pretty rough with me last night. After he held me against the wall he took me to the bed and held my wrists behind my back as he took me from behind. He smacked me repeatedly and pulled my hair. The more I cried the rougher he seemed to get.
I'm laying here almost to sore to move. I'm also only in one of his button down shirts. He told me that there was no reason for me to have any nightwear when I can just wear his shirts. I still don't have a bra or panties and he threw everything I had on when I got here in the trash. He wants everything from my
