He was already there, in a black satin robe, sitting on the edge of the bed. My husband. It was our first night after the wedding. The event was far from romantic; it was arranged and he hadn't shown emotion aside from a cold, stoic expression. Only now, I see something flash in his eyes. Something dark. I will never love you, and I don't expect you to care for me. But make no mistake- I expect obediance, and I will not tolerate defiance he spoke, his voice as silken as the sheets under him.
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1Auggie🥥💍
26/06/2025