C123 I lost myself

Francisco's patience had worn thin, his tolerance for disobedience nonexistent. With a steely resolve, he reiterated his command, his voice brooking no argument.

"Do it," Francisco commanded, his tone unwavering as he watched the maid closely.

The maid's heart raced with fear as Francisco's shouts pierced the tense atmosphere, her instincts screaming at her to comply with his ruthless demands