(In this chapter: Domestic violence, abuse, beatings.)

"What the fuck is that!?"

Rocco gritted through his teeth as he dug his nails in Elena's face, dragging her off the chair and throwing her to the floor. Pointing to the puncture wounds on the top of her thigh. The holes now oozing white on top of the black and blue hives. Rocco recoiled in disgust.

"I asked you a question bitch! What. The. FUCK! IS! THAT!"

His nose touching hers as he slammed her head off the hard wood. He twisted her already bent body over to view the thing on her leg. He spat in her face before twisting her even further over. Elena's spine popped at the unnatural angle and she began sobbing in pain. Rocco punched her in the jaw, and again her head hit the hard wood with a thud, spewing blood on his boots.

"You been fuckin' around? Is that what that thing is? You infected with something?" Elena was curled up in a ball with her arms around her head. She knew this was going to be bad – he wasn't done yet.

"No...Rocco...no I never...I- "

"Shut the fuck up! Shut up - You talk when I fuckin' say so! You don't do anything until I say – dirty whore!"

Rocco pulled a knife from the drawer and sauntered over to Elena, yanking her up and pinning her between the counter and his body. "You smell" He whispered in her half conscience ear. "You smell of another man. I told you what happens to whores that go spreading their legs for other men...No one disrespects me" He squeezed her limp body hard into the marble, the burn in her spine was unbearable.

"NO ONE!"

The blade ran down Elena's face and dug into her cheekbone. Screaming as the tip brushed over the bone, the pain brought her to her knees. Grasping at her face, eyes wide in horror at the blood pooling around her and the feel of her wound; flesh cut apart so deep she felt her inner tissue and vomited all over herself. Her eyes rolled back in her head and she heard Rocco laughing before she felt the toe of his boot kick her in the ribs.

"Now everyone will know what a slut you are" He lifted her face up by her cheek "And everyone will know who you belong to. They will know who owns this waste of skin, and what happens when my women disrespect me" Rocco took a long lick up her bloody cheek, digging his nails in the gash and she screamed.

"No one crosses me. No one"

He left Elena bleeding on the floor. She passed out moments later, shaking.