Handcuffed

(NFTMB)Chapter 43
Victoria
(HandCuffed)
“Is this a private courtship or can I join?”. Alessandro’s voice came from the doorway as I immediately scooted away from beside Valentino on the bed.
I made a very obvious space between the two of us.
“We were only talking, Alessandro. Don’t start shit up”. Valentino said as he rose to his full height.
“Ahhh, start shit up, Valentino? If I heard correctly, you were just admiring my wife’s beauty just now. Care to explain that to me, brother?”. He asked Valentino folding his arms in a threatening way as Valentino did not seem fazed in the slightest way.
I noticed that about Valentino. He was not afraid of anyone, not even Alessandro. He was always calm even in the face of danger.
“We were just having a harmless conversation. I was just getting to know Victoria, that’s all. She’s pretty, of course I would compliment her”. Valentino said, waving his hands in the air in an exasperated manner.
“It had better be just that, Valentino”.
“Whatever. Bye, Victoria”. Valentino said before leaving the room in anger leaving just me and Alessandro with Matteo.
“So, you fancy Valentino?”. He asked in an amused tone as he stood in front of me.
“He seems like a nice guy”. I said.
“And that’s your type? Simple minded girl”. He said before laughing like he had said the funniest thing.
“I see nothing wrong with him”. I retorted.
“Too bad you’re already carrying my child”.
“Well, yeah. If you haven’t noticed, my luck sucks. I always get the bad stuff”. I said in anger looking at him directly to get the message across.
I’m talking about you. You’re the bad stuff, Alessandro Rossi.
“Nice try, Victoria. I know what you’re talking about. I understand your game. Anyways, what did you do to Amara?”. He asked.
The nerve of this man. He came to confront me because of his mistress?
“Well, what do you think? Tell Amara to stay away from me”.
“Watch your mouth! You’re beginning to get too mouthy. Don’t forget who you’re talking to! Don’t make me decide to straighten you out”. He shouted pointing a finger at me.
I’m sure the only thing saving my scalp and neck is this baby that was in my arms.
“You’re stressing me, Alessandro. I’m pregnant. Your family is enough stress as it is”. I said in exhaustion.
“Put the baby down, Victoria!”. He instructed out of the blue.
What is he up to?
“Why?”. I asked in fear.
“Just do what the fuck you’re asked to do for once, Victoria!”. He yelled, making me shake.
I gently placed Matteo back in his cot as I said a silent prayer for my life. Who knows what this lunatic is about to do to me.
“Please, Alessandro. I’m pregnant”. I reminded him as I clutched my flat belly.
“Shut the fuck up and stop using the baby as an excuse all the time! What the hell do you take me for? A fool? I know your games!”. He raged as I flinched.
“What are you going to do to me?”. I asked in fear as hot rolled my cheeks.
“You’ll know soon”.
“All because of Amara?”.
“As if. You both can fight for all I care, besides you’re the wife and she’s the mistress. You’re only proving the stereotype right”. He said, rolling his eyes. “Don’t play dumb with yourself, Victoria. I warned you, didn’t I? I told you I would deal with you if you disrespect my family. Wasn’t that what I said?”. He asked me in anger, shaking me by the arms.
“But I never disrespected them! I merely stood up for myself! Why can’t you see it that way? Why am I always to blame?”.
“Because you never listen. You never do what you’re asked to do. You never stay down! Now shut the hell up and move!”. He said nudging me towards the door.
“No”. I said in tears as I willed myself not to move.
“I’m not going to kill you now move!”. He said as he dragged me out of the room.
“No, please, I’m sorry!”. I begged in tears.
“Don’t make a fucking sound! If you wake anyone up, I will really kill you. Do you understand?”. He threatened in a murderous tone.
I nodded my head in agreement. I don’t want to make him angrier than he already is. Besides, I don’t want to die.
“Good. Now move!”. He instructed pushing me out the door.
“Alessandro, easy. I’ll trip”.
“You’ve got eyes, girl! Now move!”. He said, pushing me towards his room.
“Get in there!”. He instructed as he pushed me inside the room and locked the door behind him.
“Get on the bed, Victoria!”. He instructed as he went straight to the closet.
“What are you going to do to me?”. I asked him with fear gripping my bones.
My voice shook with fear as I fumbled with my fingers nervously. I looked at the locked door and realized that I was left at his mercy.
And mercy isn’t exactly what Alessandro was known for.
“Get on the fucking bed, Victoria! Do not make me say it twice!”. He said in anger.
I didn’t need to be told twice as I immediately got on the bed and sat on top of it fidgeting at the mere thought of whatever was to come.
“I’m sorry”. I said as a last resolve.
He laughed at my feeble attempts at appealing to him.
“Please, forgive me, I’m sorry. I won’t do it again. I’ll behave, I swear”. I begged as I rubbed my palms together in a plea as tears poured down from my face.
“Of course you are. One damn thing about you is that you never fucking listen! After tonight you will. But don’t worry, I won’t hurt the baby”. He said grinning like a sociopath.
He brought out a black leather bag from the closet and with that creepy smile still in his face, he placed the bag on the bed and slowly opened it to display the contents and immediately I saw them I ran straight for the door.
He had BDSM tools with him.
He caught me by the arm in one swift motion and dragged me right back to the bed before straddling me as I trashed around in hopes of getting free.
“Ahh, I see you’re quite familiar with these, my wife. Ever tried them?”. He asked while brushing my hair away from my face.
“No, please don’t. I beg you please”.
“You always say the same shit and then end up doing the same irritating shit all over again! I’m done playing the nice guy”. He said as he got up from me and went to grab something from the bag.
Did he just say that he has been playing nice since? How horrible is his mean self then? I wouldn’t want to see or know.
“Forgive me, please”. I begged him getting on my knees.
“Save that pose for later, Victoria, now get on your fucking back”. He instructed coming close to me with the handcuffs.
I shook my head in defiance. “No, please”.
“Now!”.
I immediately laid back on the bed and awaited my horrible fate.
He got back on top of me and tied my hands to the bedpost with the handcuffs as I pulled at them to try and get them loose but to no avail.
“You’ll be the one actually hurting yourself if you continue doing that”.
“Alessandro, please this will hurt the baby. I beg you, stop. I will even apologize to your family right now on my knees if you want me to but please release me”. I begged him as he stood rigid like a statue watching me.
“If I knew you would look this damn good cuffed to the bed then I would have done it a long time ago”. He said rubbing his chin.
“I’m pregnant, what if I want to pee?”. I asked in desperation as my salty tears slipped past my lips and into my mouth.
“I’ll help you with that”. He answered with a smirk as she took off his shirt.
My senses were on high alert at what he was doing as my mind went back to that day that Sebastian saved me from him.
“What are you doing?”. I asked in fear.
“Get your mind out of the trash, Victoria. I’m going to have a bath”. He said with an eye roll as he threw his discarded shirt into the hamper.
“What about me? What if I want to have a bath?”.
“What bathe?”. He asked with a mischievous grin.
“Wait, I don’t get to have a bath tonight?”. I asked in surprise.
“Obviously”.
What!?