I placed her hands on my neck, trying to shield my cleavage from his unwavering gaze. He seized my chin with a forceful grip, demanding my attention.
"Why are you hiding it? We're now husband and wife. Only I have the right to see it," he said with a smirk, his fingers entwining with mine.
"Right? Okay. I'll even let you touch me if you tell one thing about me." I challenged, her tone defiant. "Prove yourself by answering this one thing. But here's my condition: if you can't respond, don't even think about touching me," I yelled. He leaned back, pulling a chair and settling into it nonchalantly.
“You seemed so confident, I must say, You will regret it” he remarked, a hint of curiosity in his eyes.
"You act so sure of your rights, yet what do you truly know about me? How can you claim t
