Warning: This chapter contains violence and torture.
**Razor**
She struggled against my hold, dragging her feet on the ground as I pulled her towards the bed.
"Please, let me go, my body still hurts from before," she pleaded with me but I ignored her, bending her over the bed.
"Please..." her voice came off as hoarse, tears already streaming down her face.
I shook my head, once again ignoring her tears and pleading. I wasn't about to make the same mistake I made in the past - before, I actually used to be lenient with my mate, but never again. Not after what happened, and if I have to fucking drill into her head every day to behave, so be it.
"Don't get off that bed if you know what's good for you, Isabella." I ordered in a stern tone, making sure to let her know how serious I was.
"But I didn't do anything wrong," she protested, already sobbing hard into the duvet. "Please..."
