Part 100

"WHERE ARE YOU GOING?" Ignazio asked with a cold tone that sent shivers down Olivia's spine instantly.

"Uh-um..."

"So, are you planning to sleep separately from me?" Ignazio asked again, his eyebrows furrowed and his icy gaze making Olivia swallow hard.

"N-no, Sir. I..."

"Sir?" Ignazio exclaimed with a rather high pitch. "You address me, your husband, as Sir?" Ignazio asked with a displeased tone.

Olivia felt increasingly awkward. "Uh-um... it's..." Why did Olivia suddenly become so tongue-tied? It's like it's not her at all. She sighed inwardly.

"Follow me," Ignazio commanded, and without waiting for Olivia's response, he walked away, heading towards his own room.

Ignazio opened the door and held it open, waiting for Olivia to follow. With a wildly beating heart, Olivia stepped into the room, and shortly after, Ignazio closed and locked the door from the inside.

"Sir?" Olivia called nervously.

"Isn't that address inappropriate, my dear Olivia?" Ignazio asked with a sly smile, making