I clenched my jaw.“Lies,”
“No, that’s the truth,” he exclaimed, and I observed him silently for a moment.
He was hungry, and I needed to give him time to decide if he was hiding something. I didn’t want to distract him from his dinner.
I nodded, convincing him I believed, then continued feeding him, bite after bite.
His lips brushed against my finger every time. It felt slightly uncomfortable for the first few bites, but I thought this man had tasted something of mine. So, nothing could be more embarrassing than that.
Once he had finished eating, I got up from the couch to wash my hands. He stood up, walked toward the bed, and lay on his chest.
“Suman,” he called.
I gulped nervously, watching him wait for me, and inhaled deeply.
“Ji, my head is hurting,” he said, and I bit my lips.
“You should sleep then, and I’ll leave now,” I said, and he sat up straight, narrowing his eyes at me.
Getting off the bed, he stormed in my direction.
As I fiddled with my fingers anxiously, his gaze softened.
“I can do anything you want if it means you’ll stay with me,” he murmured.
His deep, inviting voice reminded me of the options he offered me the other day, one of which was the‘Tongue’.
I lowered my gaze reluctantly and turned away from him, closing my eyes to calm myself.
“Um… but you’re tired, and you need rest. Someone might find us, you know,” I said, feeling him moving closer behind me.
My eyes widened when I sensed his hands on the sides of my waist, pulling me close slowly.
His chest warmed my back as he leaned into the crook of my neck.
“Do you want me to beg you to stay here for a night, dear wife?”
My knees went weak at the mention of‘wife’, which made me close my eyes in surrender.
Yes, I was his wife. No one could change that fact. And no matter how wrong it was for people, society, and the world, I was his wife.
And it didn’t feel wrong. Not at all. Still afraid.
“No,” I replied. I didn’t want him to beg me, now or ever. His command was sufficient, but his request felt like an order to me.
I closed my eyes, feeling his lips brush against my neck as he kissed there gently.
He pulled me closer and held my hand, guiding me toward his bed, and hovered over me. I leaned back in anticipation as he sat down on the bed and settled beneath me at the end.
I gulped nervously, and his next move brought me peace amid the chaos.
“We’re just sleeping tonight, nothing more,” he said and kissed my forehead.
A smile spread across my face as he stepped aside, allowing me to feel at ease lying in his bed, and he lay beside me.
My chest rose with each breath I took and fell with every exhale. My stomach felt fluttery. My fingers knitted over my waist to stop them from trembling.
I watched him shift onto one side, resting his head on his elbow.
