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He raised his brows staring down at her. He walked to the closet and put her down on her feet. He plucked a dark blue lacy gown and shoved in her hand, " Change in first then go to bed. " He said.

He stepped toward his clothes. She knew he'd not leave her alone. She heaved and immediately changed in while he was shuffling his clothes. She hurried toward the door, " Amiya. " He said impassively.

' He is the dominant partner in this marriage. '

She stopped dead afraid of him. Scare was clawing her. He did not speak a word to her after returning from the club. She blinked, raising her gaze up at him.

He beckoned at the counter where two small bags were lying. She slowly sauntered toward it as he had put a bomb in it. She picked it up and peeped in it. Then she peered at him unbelievably. He was unbuttoning his shirt. She gulped hard. Memories were making her body tightened and angry at the same time. Her condition was confusingly unclear. She