CHAPTER 6: His Rules

-=Martina's Point of View=-

On the outside, I looked calm and composed, but deep inside, my every nerve was screaming from the fear and intimidation I was feeling because of this old man, who happened to be my husband.

Every inch of my body is telling me to run away and to get as far as possible away from Zion, but I remained standing and still did not dare to show any nerves.

He just nodded as he finally took his eyes away from me, giving me a chance to take a deep breath as if it could help me calm down.

I silently took the seat that Annie motioned for me to take, and just a few minutes later, the helpers served our food.

I couldn't help but notice that most of the food served is my favorite, and because of that, I couldn't stop myself from looking in Zion's direction, who is totally emerged in his drink and had a few bites on his plate.

"Did he prepare these all for me?" I couldn't help but wonder, but immediately dismissed that thought, thinking that even though I'm already his wi