"I'm sorry…" His breath came broken against her face.
The apology nearly ruined her. Marceline cracked the whip again at the same moment Vee pulled the chain.
Luca's body jerked. Vee flinched inwardly, but her face held.
"I could have just let him fuck me...since my husband isn't giving me any."
"I'm sorry… I'm sorry," he said again, lower this time.
He did not care about the whip. None of it reached him the way Veronica did. Every ugly sentence she threw at him became another reason for him to move towards her, not away. He shuffled forward on his knees. He ignored Marceline entirely as the flogger came down hard across his back again.
He moved towards his wife. Veronica looked up at Marceline in panic. It was not working. None of it was working. He was supposed to reject the accusations. That was the whole stupid point, wasn't it? Marceline had said Veronica's voice would pull the shame out of him and make him fight it.
