CHAPTER 109
"Cut his tongue and fingers,"
The words still rang in her mind as she looked at herself in the wash basin mirror. A terrible feeling of guilt was taking over her, she knew by now Noam had probably carried out his order, and that the boy from the park must be writhing in pain just because he dared to have an amicable chat with the wife of Zayan Orsini. Worst of all, she wasn't able to do anything to stop him.
'When were you ever able to stop him Amyla. You were and are his perfect submissive wife,'
She washed her face and tried to make her expressions look as normal as possible. There was no way she was going to let him know about her distress, otherwise, that would lead to another drama.
Caressing her belly over the soft silky material of her thin straps pajama wear she we
