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I hope she won’t run off screaming upon seeing me, because I will be chasing.
“Now, let’s clear up a few things,” Mikhail says. “You touch my wife again, in any way, I cut off your hand. I hear you speak badly about her, I cut out your tongue. You dare to even think about hitting her ever again, I cut off your head. Am I clear, Bruno?”
PERIOD
If I was a better man, I’d send her away, annul the marriage, and set her free. I guess I’m a bad man, though, because I don’t plan on letting her go.
“The way you look at my Bianca. Like you would lay your body over a field of burning coals, so she could cross it without burning her feet.”
Should I be worried about the fact I find his possessiveness hot?
I don’t care if I first met him only a month ago. I don’t care our marriage was arranged as a business deal without my say in the matter. I. Don’t. Care. He’s mine, and I’ll fight anything and anyone who tries to keep him from me, even if it’s Mikhail himself.
A fucked-up world creates fucked-up people. I’m probably one of them, too, because I accept my reality for what it is.
