Josie's pov
He appeared to be a different person, someone you shouldn't mess with.
His strong grip on both my wrists were hurting like hell, yet my patience endured to the last of it.
*Deep breath
“Why did you smile in front of him?” His deep voice questioned.
“I smiled because of the dog.” My lips answered.
My soul has become brave, but still mousy before him. My braveness doesn't work when he's around.
His lips moved closer to mine as he was in the push-up position on top of my body.
“Don't you dare smile in front of him!”
His dreadful tone whispered.
“What's wrong with you?” Something was off with him, something was strange.
“It pis*es me off when I see you with someone else, especially that b*stard brother of mine!”
“Don't forget you're my wife, Josie!”
“You're mine!”
