ELVIRA"Thirdly," he growls, taking slow strides towards me.With every step he takes, my heart pounds harder in my chest. His eyes never leave mine, his gaze intense and focused. I can feel the heat of his gaze burning into me, searing through my skin.His muscles flex with every movement, each one a testament to his strength and power. My body responds to his intense gaze."Thirdly," he says again as he stands above me, still not breaking from his intense gaze.He twirls the wine in his hand, playing with it. He lifts it up and takes another sip, savoring every taste. Finally, he speaks up."Thirdly," he snarls, "being under my roof as my contracted bride comes with a price you have to pay." A sly smirk plays on his lips as he says those words."Name it," I say boldly, matching his energy. " I am ready for anything""Brave bitch," I can hear him growl under his breath, his eyes glistening with mischief."Thirdly, you would not leave my house without my permission," he says as his ex

ELVIRAI-I-I stutter, not knowing what to say. “I can be very.. jealous and protective of what belongs to me, Elvira," he said again, whispering into my ears. I gulp down saliva, trying to ignore the effect he is having on me. “Is-is that not like the basic thing one should know before entering a contract marriage?" I ask with an inaudible scoff. Before entering into this contract marriage, I had already prepared myself to face whatever that was going to come my way without any complaints. I knew a contract marriage was like a cage that restricts one from doing what she wants. “Aren't you one intelligent little wife?" I hear him ask while he plants soft kisses on my neck. His lips then trail down my collarbones, kissing and nibbling on them like they are his favorite candy. “I have to say, little wife," he growls. “You look really hot today." I can feel my cheeks flush in embarrassment and disbelief, Demetrius has just complimented me! With every touch on my skin, I can feel

ELVIRA"Good girl!" He says, his voice deep and raspy.His hands trail from my tummy down towards my thighs.Instinctively, I clasp my thighs together. He's about to touch my honeypot! This is a place no one has touched me before, and if he succeeds in gaining access, he'll be the first man to have explored down there.Come to think of it, the reason my fiance could have left me at the aisle on the day of our wedding must be because I didn't want to have sex with him. He's a sex freak, I know that he's fucking other women even when we're engaged, but I don't want to have sex with him just yet. I tell him to exercise patience until our wedding night, then we can have as much sex as we want in any position of our choice. But maybe he became so fed up on the last day and decided to quit, thinking I might also refuse to give him sex on our wedding night."No one's ever touched you there before, right?" I hear Demetrius whisper into my ear, jolting me back to reality."No... no sir," I stu

ELVIRA"My next question would be," I start. "I always go to the orphanage every Wednesday to see the children, which are kind of...my friends," I pause for a moment, trying to calm my nerves down. I already feel really emotional just thinking of the kids."Mhmm," I hear him say, bringing me back to reality."I... I'm sorry," I apologize again and want to continue, but he cuts me short."You know, little wife," he speaks with a scoff. "The first time I met you, I thought you were brave and sassy, but it turns out you are just like the other women I've met - timid and always apologizing," he says, his voice dripping with mock disbelief.I close my eyes, feeling an insult to my dignity. This man just hurt my pride! No motherfucker has ever spoken to me like this in my entire life, and I am not going to just keep quiet and let him insult me any further!"You know...!!!" I speak up with a raised voice but suddenly keep quiet. I don't want to do anything to annoy him, for Andrew's sake. I

ELVIRAHe is a ruthless and cold man whose first rule is never to ask for his love or any romantic gesture, so I don't know if asking for a contract marriage is crossing the line. I don't know if he would be angry or neutral but I just pray he doesn't take it too seriously. Demetrius sits still, his expression is unreadable and calm, just as always. I try to strain my head to study his face to look for any sign of reaction from him but it is not possible. After what feels like eternity, he finally speaks up. “ Is that really what you want?" He asks, his voice calm and leveled. “ Do you really want to marry me?" I take a deep breath, trying to steady my nerves. “ Yes" I reply, looking him directly in his eyes. I don't want him to notice my fear and nervousness. “ Yes," I say again. " Note, this is not a way to ask for your love, no. Th-th-this is what I truly want this, please” I sniffle, trying to hold back the tears that are threatening to fall down my eyes. The silence between u