Giovanni Martino's point of view
I was wondering if the cat got her tongue, for her not to say a word to me since we both got back to my quarters.
"Are you going to remain quite?" I asked, pulling off my shirt and stretching my muscles.
"No master." She replied, playing with her fingers. I smiled, she was sitting on the bed with her head bent.
"Again with the master, try to say my name." I whispered, climbing the bed gently.
"But... I... You... Master." She whispered softly.
"Try to say my name Stefania, it is not that difficult." I cajoled.
"Giovanni, repeat after me." I added.
"Giovanni." She whispered softly, I felt elated, hearing my name from her directly.
"Easy right? It was not that hard." I said chuckling.
"How do you feel Stefania? Any pains?" I asked, rubbing her tummy.
"No," she replied, still not looking at me.
"Look at me," I whispered, raising her chin up.
