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FIFTY-THREE

AYRA’S POV:

“Do you even know what being a wife means?” His deep masculine voice rasped as he leaned in towards me enough to make me shudder in the warmth of his embrace and his intoxicating cologne he was wearing at that time. He had few signature colognes as I could tell easily that he has entered the room just by the fragrance of his cologne that hit my nostrils only to paralyze my senses.

“She should be caring.” I asked after I nod my head in that silence that was building a bubble around us. Irony was we both were in the same bubble.

“What else?” He rasped as we both were whispering even though the whole house was drowning in silence with only the presence of two forms there. My breath got caught in my throat as his hand caressed my thighs sensually upwards until his thumb stopped at the bikini area. My whole body was throbbing with very pulse hammering out at that time and it was embarrassing that he knew what kind of hold he had on me. It should be the other way around.

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