Chapter 133

Alessandro's POV

Amelia shook in fear taking my shirt off her body. I got more angry, seeing the faint bruises on her body.

Only if she had listened to me and stop being stubborn.

I took out my tool bag and unzipped it, displaying the contents on the bedside nightstand.

She cringed at the side of the beautiful tools and took my arm, looking into my eyes. "Please Sandro. Don't do this." She pleaded, her eyes filled with tears.

I was almost giving in. I was almost pushed to kiss her but no! The punishment still stands.

Maybe if I make her experience something this bittersweet. But more bitter.

I yanked her hands away and stood up, pulling off my shirt. "Kneel." I commanded and she was almost begging again but as I raised my finger in objection.

"Shut up!" I gritted my teeth. "Kneel. On the floor." I added and she nodded in obedience.

I strode towards the nightstand, grinning at the non-living tools displayed— lifel