Bound by Trust

My wrists were sore from the cuffs as Alessio removed them, rubbing the spots it had been.

His touch was gentle as he rubbed them, but the look in his eyes told me this wasn’t over; in fact, it was far from being over.

Thinking about this made me gulp as I wondered what other thing he could have planned for me.

I watched as he reached for the table beside the bed, where different types of tools