CHAPTER 44: DINNER WITH MIA AND MAX
AMANDA'S POV:
I walked out of my room feeling like a ghost after Donovan left. My neck was still throbbing where his fingers had dug into my skin, and my n*****s still tingled after he wrecked havoc on them with his mouth and fingers.
He called it punishment. Why did his punishment had to be that erotic?
My heart felt like it had been dragged through gravel as the memory of what he had done to me flooded my brain. Mia was still calling out to me as I walked back to the living room with my head down, trying to make sense of the monster Donovan had become.
When I stepped into our small living room, Mia and Max were sitting on the old, saggy sofa. They looked up the second I walked in, their faces tight with worry.
"Where were you guys w
