THIRTEEN

ELVIRA

I-I-I stutter, not knowing what to say.

“I can be very.. jealous and protective of what belongs to me, Elvira," he said again, whispering into my ears.

I gulp down saliva, trying to ignore the effect he is having on me.

“Is-is that not like the basic thing one should know before entering a contract marriage?" I ask with an inaudible scoff.

Before entering into this contract marriage, I had already prepared myself to face whatever that was going to come my way without any complaints. I knew a contract marriage was like a cage that restricts one from doing what she wants.

“Aren't you one intelligent little wife?" I hear him ask while he plants soft kisses on my neck.

His lips then trail down my collarbones, kissing and nibbling on them like they are his favorite candy.

“I have to say, little wife," he growls. “You look really hot today."

I can feel my cheeks flush in embarrassment and disbelief, Demetrius has just complimented me!

With every touch on my skin, I can feel