Chapter 75

Sabrina's POV

“Fuck, yes baby.’’ He groaned beneath me.

The room smelled like sex and sweat. I didn’t care. Every roll of my hips was a decision, every movement a challenge—not just to the man beneath me but to everything that tried to control me. My body, my rules, my revenge. That’s what I told myself until the door creaked open.

Aurelio stood there, his face twisting in some mix of shock and anger. His jaw tightened, and for a moment, I thought he’d say something cutting. Instead, it was just my name, sharp and accusing.

“Sabrina.”

I didn’t flinch. Why would I? Instead, I slid off the man, grabbed my robe, and tied it with a calm I didn’t feel. Walking past Aurelio, I shot him a look over my shoulder, sharp enough to wound. “Don’t look at me like I cheated on you,” I said, voice steady and cold. “You practically tried to kill me.”