Enzo’s POV
I went to my drawers and took out a thick leather flogger with heavy straps, a wooden paddle, adjustable n****e clamps with a connecting chain, a thick black candle and lighter, a bottle of lube, a large metal toy, wrist and ankle cuffs with chains, and a vibrating wand.
I turned back to her. Her eyes widened in pure shock, her mouth falling open as she stared at the collection of things I laid out on the nightstand. She clearly had no idea this side of me existed. A flash of real fear crossed her face, but it was quickly swallowed by that stubborn look she always wore like armor.
“Enzo, what—”
Before she could finish, I grabbed her tied wrists, yanked her higher up the massive bed, and replaced the silk tie with the sturdy leather cuffs. I clipped the cuffs to the heavy cha
