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Rosemary’s Pov

“Do you want my help?” he whispers into my ear , making the hairs on my skin stand. I feel his lips curl up into a mischievous smile – clearly my reaction to his closeness is some thing he approves of. I avoid any eye contact with him , but I feel his passionate gaze on my on me.

“Hmmm? Do you need help into or out of this dress , little one?” He whispers , this time sounding more intimate than the last. I feel my face flush with embarrassment and discomfort , just by hearing him speak this way to me. We were not married , yet he so openly speaks in this manner with me – it scares me. I keep quiet , hoping that he will take my silence as a dismissal – however , I was very wrong.

“ You better answer me little one…or I will just decide for myself…” he lets out a dark chuckle afterwards , when I snap my eyes up at him. He lets his eyes travel down to my chest ,