Chapter 44

Amelia’s POV

“You want your shirt back?” I asked again and he nodded, fondling my breasts.

I bit my lips to stop a moan from leaving my lips and stepped backwards before he could continue kneading my breasts like dough.

“Can you at least wait and when I’m done bathing, I’ll bring it to you after I wash it at the laundry.” I said, clasping my palms together with a small smile.

“What if I tell you I want it here and now.” He folded his arms across his chest, watching me with scrutiny as if he caught me stealing his pencil.

“No.” I shook my head, maintaining the small smile on my face. “You can just wait until I’m done bathing. I promise your shirt will be with you in some minutes.”

“Minutes? What if I can’t wait?” He raised his brows and I nodded.

“Okay then, you’ll have it now. So I won’t have to take it to the laundry anymore.” I replied, moving to the bathroom. I made to open the door but Alessandro’s soft touch on my waist stopped m