Matteo's Pov
“Now, your punishment.” As I say the words on a predatory tone, I slip the cuffs out of my pocket and secure it around my wife’s wrists.
She gasps a sharp breath, her brows pulling into a deep furrow.
“Matteo, what are you doing?” She asks, her tone bewildered. “Why am I being punished?”
I quirk a snarky smile, “you’ll know soon, wife.”
Mirabella looks up at me, fear dancing in her orbs. Good, she should be afraid.
I grab her arm, pulling her into the room attached to my office. The one no one else is allowed to enter. I slam the door shut behind us, the sound echoing off the walls.
"You were never so bratty, Mirabella darling. You were always so obedient, always bowed your head to my every command, and now. . .what changed?" I demand, my eyes blazing with anger.
Mirab
