I was a man of my word. The moment I had escorted my stubborn, irritating wife back home, I went down to the cellars to blow the brains out of the guy who dared flirt with her. Long story short, I drew it out. I didn't bother changing clothes or washing off the blood when I stalked into our bedroom. Let her see the consequences of her actions. Look at me, baby I growled, tilting her chin towards me. This is what happens to innocent men when you let them touch what's mine.
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