I dressed and prepared. It seemed li

ry well. Aside from knowing he's passionate in bed and his na

ndro is here," one of

first meeting, my heart raced with nervou

er, who closed the door

intensity of his gaze. There was no life in his eyes, and

en though I didn't want this marriage and felt nothing for him, I had to m

ce remained cold, as if he was reluctant or forced to speak. He surv

n though his question was straightforward. "I-I'm good. How about you?" I

egged my father not to marry me off to him. I thought he might double the abuse

crosses him. He erases anyone who opposes him. He's heartless, devoid of compassion an

s eyes, intensifying my unease. I couldn't tell if I actually

raised an eyebrow and stepped closer to me. "We

He left me without a word, and now he's surprised I chose to com

n me, but I also realized I didn't really care. It's not that I was hurt, to be honest; I didn't feel an

as where he went during the time he left me. Who

swirling in my head, I co

Leandro turned away from me, about

we going?"

mpatience with my seemingly pointless question. I pressed my lips to

f person you had to immediately understand what he meant because he didn't like repeating himself. He was hard to read

gings. Everything was neatly placed into a few suitcases that I would

door frame, watching me. I avoided his

hings, you all may leave now,

watched them, trying to avoid the piercing gaze

step he took, I felt my saliva go dry. I

resence alone was enough to make me tremble with f

ing right in front of me. I attempted to move away from him, but Lea

softly. I felt weak, just

ut am I allowed to kiss my wife? Am I

this as my duty as a wife, so I nodded. As long as Leandr

my nod. I let out a faint moan

elt weak. Was I really weak, or did I just not want

as drinking alcohol with every touch of his lips, and I lost myself in it. "I know you don't want this marriage

outh. It explored as if searching for something inside me. I couldn't help but close my eyes tightly. So

ssing me. Instead of stopping him, I saw myself being drawn into what he was doing. This was part of m

ier, I slowly wrapped my arms around his neck. Our kisses deep

oan because of that. I seemed to have lost mys

est. I involuntarily flinched when he grazed the curve of my right breast. It didn't stay there long;

ially when I tasted the

, feeling my cheeks fl

void of emotion. He sighed before w

entional action disappoint

y his name before or if this was the first time. "Were

ghtning. I bowed my head; I couldn't loo

you were cheating and planning to divorce me," I managed to

eet Leandro's, boldly

ght hurt me. But he didn't lay a hand on me. Instead,

cold. "But be thankful for that woman you saw

g that. His expression was sti

he wedding. Luckily, the pictures of you didn't circulate," he continued, shaking his head as if disappointed. "Because the moment our enemies find out that I'm getti

that the woman with him in the picture might be buri