Performance

The atmosphere in the living room turned eerily quiet. Belle could hear the thumping voice of her heart. Alaric's gaze turned more intense with time.

"Why?" After much deliberation, Alaric finally parted his cold thin lips and uttered only a word.

"Huh?" Belle tilted her head and let out a confused voice.

"Why did you marry me? You could have denied it." Alaric leaned back and leisurely crossed his long legs giving an oppressive feeling. Belle was under immense pressure and fidgeted with her fingers before taking deep breaths to calm her throbbing nerves.

"Because you have that one thing I am looking for." Belle, too, leaned back and closed her eyes with a mocking smile on her cherry lips. It looks like she had to tell him the truth mixed with lies.

"Ha! Do you regret giving your first to me?" Alaric asked out of the blue.

"I did it willingly. Believe it or not, it wasn't a part of my plan but my duty as your wife." Belle turned her head sideways only to meet with a pair of predating