29. Obedient Under My Control

*Louis*

"But, sir, we still want to ask," argued a woman who stood up and walked over to us. They are like fish on bait, always charging if they are not full.

"Sorry, that's all for now, thank you," I said with a smile. I pulled Ella's hand so she stood up. I don't want her to be asked strange questions and not be able to answer them.

"Can I ask for your photo for the cover of our magazine? Your wife's pregnancy will be hot news this week," said another person. I really want to tell the world about my wife's pregnancy. No matter whose child she carries, I will claim it as mine!

I grabbed Ella's hips possessively and whispered, "Smile or I'll kiss you." She had to be threatened. She was shaking, her hands were sweaty, she was nervous next to me. Is this what she wants, to be treated gently? My face was close to hers and one hand was holding her stomach. She held her breath and was very nervous. This is the right time to make her bend her knees to me.

I like women like this,