With head on the same pillow, Adonis open his eyes as it landed on Caitrona's pretty face who was still sleep.

" Such a troublesome girl," he murmurs and get out of bed slowly, making sure not to wake her up and walks into the bathroom.

Caitrona squirm as she turns on the big king size bed. Her eyes immediatdiately opens in agony.

"Thats right, last...last night, me...I...uncle DD, how... good lord," she jumps up in shock but the pain she was feeling made her groans.

Adonis draws open the blind then Caitrona squint.

With a smirk on his face. "Awake?"

The memories of last night was still fresh in her head, she looks at his chest that was exposed from not buttoning his shirt and yells, using the duvet to cover her face.

"Ahhh, don't look,"

Adonis slaps his forehead in embarrassment. "there she goes again, so childish," he murmurs.

She removes the duvet from her face looking at Adonis back who turns due to her scream.

"Uncle DD, last night... We..."

A smile crisps to Adonis's face. "Too heavy, feels awkward,"

Embarrassment crisps to her shinny face as she covers herself up properly with the duvet and seats up.

"Well, I am sorry,"

Adonis slowly turns looking at her brown eyes knowing fully well she was embarrassed.

"Get up and go wash up, take a pill and I'll let someone to send you back,"

They both looks at each other with embarrassing glance.

"Okay," she mouthed.

****

The car stops at the gate of the Balboa's mansion. Juan came down and opens the door for her, with a smile she thanks him.

"Thank you for sending me here,"

Juan smiles, the type that touches his eyes. "It was Young master Dellucci's special instructions,"

"Sorry to have troubled you, I'll go inside by myself from here," she waves at him.

"Understood" he bows to her and enter the car with a sleech, he drives off.

As she walks, the memories of making love with uncle DD stroke back at her then a grin crisps to her face.

"Thanks to him, I can't even walk well," she murmurs as she opens to big golden gate that leads to the family hall.

She grasps as her eyes landed on Avala Contenese, Graciela and grandmother.

She saw a grin grips Graciela's face, and also Avala's. Grandmother face was thick as a crane and her eyebrows in a tight frown as her she sips from her tea cup with her eyes not leaving Caitrona's face.

"Start talking, where did you go to? The entire day and night?" grandmother asks.

Caitrona's face was filled with fright but she decided to be strong.

"You don't have to worry yourself over little things like where I have been,"

"Absurb!" grandmother yells angrily as her tea cup with tea splashes on the Mable floor.

Everyone was shocked.

Caitrona knows fully well that she just digged her grave so soon, her mouth agape in fear so was Avala and Graciela's.

"That is, you're untaught from a young age, not returning home throughout the night, you must have spend the night fooling around with some men outside,"

Grandmother points angrily at Caitrona. "Graciela, take off her clothes,"

Graciela grins. "Okay, grandmother,"

Graciela was cat-working happily to where Caitrona was standing with all triumph in her steps as she hums closer to her.

Caitrona groans. "I dare you to come closer and try,"

"Do you think I do not dare?"

Graciela grins as she grabs Caitrona on her shirt and tries to rip it off, Caitrona grabs her arm and the looks on Graciela's face was filled with terror as Caitrona flips her hard to the Mable floor.

"You bitch," she screams in agony as she tries to get up but can't.

Avala walks up to help her get up. "My dear, are you okay?"

"You untrained brat!" grandmother yells angrily.

Caitrona fights back. "You all have no right to disrobe me!"

"Just based on the fact that your surname is Balboa! So long as I am still alive I will not allow you to tarnish Balboa's family reputation!" she yells and turns strictly to Caitrona.

"Don't worry, your father will not be back for the half month, there is no one to help you. Your late mother is worster than you but still with all the wisdom and courage that she had, she died,"

Hearing this from her destroyed and weakened her soul.

"Anything else than keeping me in that dark room?" Caitrona voice lowers.

"You..." grandmother groans. Then a smile crisps into her wrinkled face. "Did you heard that the head chief of Sicily sent news?" she smiles. "Saying your grandmother is seriously heal, hoping you go back to visit her..."

"My Nonna is sick?" her voice was filled with pain.

"You say... If you cannot go back, will that grandmother of yours feel sad?" grandmother stated.

"My...Non...Nonna," Caitrona grasps as the memory of her grandmother flashes back to her with tears dripping from her eyes.

When she was nine, her Nonna tells her stories of how she left Nigeria because of the wedding of her late mother and her father but after the burial in Nigeria, everyone caused and blamed her for her daughters death, so she decided to live in Italy.

They both go under the pink blossom tree and pluck flowers and her grandmother chases her around the tree playfully.

They both walks on the village road part and also the day she had problems with Adonis Dellucci when her Nonna was ill, for Adonis to get angry, he vow to her Nonna that he will care and protect her in the future.

She remembers her Nonna on the sick bed that day Adonis vowed to take good care of her before he disappeared from half of her life.

Nonna...Nonna, I couldn't let my Nonna worry about me anymore. She cries and talks to her thought.

"Kneel down," grandmother yells angrily at her.

With her fist tightened, she kneels down without any other thoughts.

"Finally, you repent," grandmother says.

"Grandmother, why don't you..." Avala started whispering in her grandmother's ears.

"I will teach this brat a very good lesson, Servant, bring the cane," she yells in anger.

Graciela and Avala smiles evily. The chief servant brought the cane as she smirk at Caitrona.

"Here it is, Grandmaster,"

"Slash her," Grandmother commands the chief servant.

She grins. "Your wish is my command, Grandmaster,"

In Caitrona's kneeling position, the chief servant started flogging her countless times, she holds in her tears, enduring the pain all for her self-respect and for her Nonna.

With a more stronger whip, she landed on the floor but immediatdiately, she positions herself to kneel.

"Every dog has its day," Graciela laughs out loud at Caitrona as she receives more whip from the servant.

She holds in her pain as she balls her fist.

"Caitrona Balboa, because of Nonna, you must endure!" she murmurs and tears escapes from her eyes.

"Dont stop, whip her till she agrees that she's wrong," grandmother yells.

"Understood," chief servant smiles.