'I Own You!'

Liam waltzed into the room even before I could get up, his face as cold as ever. He was still in the navy blue three-piece suit he had worn at the registry, but he smelt of champagne mixed with his familiar exquisite musky fragrance. He took a few menacing steps towards the bed and shot me a deadly glare, one that was enough to signal to me that all wasn't well.

"How could you be so lazy? Did I bring you in here to have you sleep all day long? Get up, you lazy brat!" He huffed at me, pulling away his tie from his neck.

I was frightened by his sudden appearance and couldn't help but wonder what he was up to. I got up at once and sat on the bed, covering my lingerie properly with the duvet.

"I'm sorry, sir. How can I help you sir?" I asked innocently, since I didn't know what to expect from him.

"You are my wife and I own you! You should know your duties as my wife!" He replied, advancing closer to me.

Before I could fully grasp what he meant, he had towered over me and grippe