Broken Honor

Broken Honor

They say sin finds you when your soul is pure.
I was raised to pray, to obey, to stay untouched.
Twenty years in Catholic skirts and whispered Hail Marys—
Never kissed. N
ever defiled.
Never meant to cross paths with a devil in a tailored suit.
But the night Vieri Tavano walked into my café, drenched in blood and silence, my world shattered.
He took me. Not for love. Not for lust.
As collateral.
He swore he wouldn’t touch me…
Not unless I begged him to.
And God help ...