Chapter 95

• “Antonio....what...what are you doing?” Amora stuttered sitting up while Antonio advanced towards her, “Antonio, what....are you going to hit me?” She asked, fear latched onto her throat,
• “Is that what you think of me? Is that how you’ve been thinking of me? That I will hit you? That I will hurt you?” He asked approaching the bed while Amora nodded slowly terrified by the sight of the rope and whip which danced as Antonio pulled over to the bed.
• “You hurt me, you killed my babies. You were harsh on me. You always ignored me. You see me whenever you wanted despite how much I needed to see you or how much I needed your presence,” Amora squealed and pulled back as Antonio hovered over her,