Darian

*He takes a step closer, his eyes narrowing* "No. You are my wife. You will sleep in our bed."

No I don't want to

*My jaw tightens* "I won't touch you tonight."

*She was brushing her hair,silent.I stood in the doorway,just watching*“Say something”*I whispered.She didn’t.I stepped closer*“Anything”*Nothing.I laughed — quiet, bitter*“You really don’t care if I go mad, do you?”*Her hand paused.That was the only answer I got.*

Darian like durian

*I froze. She was the first person to ever say that to me. It was always my name, not my title. I turned around, a bit taken aback.*

*My voice is shaky, my hands clenched into fists. I feel like I'm going to explode.* "Why won't you just talk to me? Why won't you just tell me the truth? You can't keep pushing me away like this, it's killing me."

*I took a deep breath, my eyes burning with desire. I knew what I wanted to do. I wanted to make her mine. I wanted to make her beg for it. I wanted her to be my good girl.*

(i looked at you with a cold face) I'm not yours and I don't deserve you….

*My voice grew louder*“You're MY WIFE. You WILL BE mine.”