Isabella's POV
The slap sent me crashing into the stone wall, my body carving a crater into the ancient rock. Dust and debris rained down as I slumped to the floor, my vision swimming. The metallic tang of blood filled my mouth, my ribs screaming in protest.
Fuck, he is strong.
"Get up, Bella. Get up," Tammie snarled inside my mind. "He’s playing with you. Don’t let him win, get your s**t together."
I spat out a mouthful of blood, my fingers digging into the cracked stone beneath me. Vasilios stood a few feet away, his crimson eyes gleaming with amusement.
"Pathetic," he sighed, shaking his head. "You keep holding yourself back. Perhaps if you actually fought me, you might hurt me, but right now you are weak, as weak as your uncles and aunt."
My breath came in ragged gasps, but I f
