Chapter 77

Alessio

She is completely drained as she lies on top of the very uncomfortable bed in my private airplane. Her eyes are boring into mine, searching for something. An answer to all her questions perhaps. But I don’t know what those questions are. Her eyes show contentment but also sadness.

“Why are you sad, tesoro?” Her eyes fill up at the question and she shakes her head. “Answer me.” I growl at her defiance. She knows better than to object to my demands. At least she used to know.

“I…” She falls silent as the tears start to fall. I bend down to pick up my belt again. Her eyes widen as I wrap the buckle around my hand, leaving a long strip of leather to whip her with.