Chapter Seventeen

The anticipation was killing me, even more when my husband sat on the seat across from me, his eyes fixed on me and posture representing a predator at hunt. I was almost ready to jump out of the limo just to avoid that intense burn he set inside me with his mere eyes.

Maybe, it was the longing I felt for his touch or maybe I had become addicted to his cold, heartless ways. Either way, I wanted to feel his touch again. I didn't realise the intensity of my need for him until he showed up to prove his dominance over me.

Who knew I only needed to get a man touch me to draw my husband out of his hiding lair? Now, I knew one of his weaknesses.

He didn't touch me even once until we reached our villa. The second the limo stopped, he stepped outside then threw me on his shoulder like before. I was still sheathing my teeth and wrestling against his strength due to the amount of anger I felt for being neglected for three weeks straight. For a newly wed couple, it was like a curse.

"Put me down r