Her husband's lips tightened, and Summerine's smile faded. "What's wrong?"
Ryu scooped her off her seat instead of answering.
"This is all your fault."
"W-What did I—-"
"You were looking at me like you wanted to have me all to yourself."
Because I do!
"Butyou shouldn't have done it."
And now he thinks he has a slut for a wife,she realized with shame.
"Because now you only have yourself to blame."
What did he mean—-oh!
Ryu had taken her tohisen-suite, and of course it was impossiblenotto remember the one and only last time she had been here.
It was their wedding night, and she had accidentally seen him...oh...my...gosh.
Ryu had set her on her feet, and all she could do was swallow hard as he got the Jacuzzi in his en-suite working in seconds.
This...was...his...reward?
Her husband turned to face her again. "Yes, wife."
Oh no.
It always meant trouble when he was purring his words out.
"Thisis your next reward."
She could feel herself getting wetter and wetter between her legs as he closed the distance between them, and a whimper escaped her as he came so, so close...that the erect tips of her breasts actually brushed the muscular hardness of her husband's chest.
"Have I turned you on, Summerine?"
Her face turned red at his knowing tone, and Ryu's lips curved.
"We've barely even started, wife."
She was miserably aware of that, too.
He then cupped her chin, and as her gaze lifted to his, Summerine was expecting to see him gazing at her teasingly.
But his eyes were serious instead, and her heart ached for some reason.
"I enjoy having you in my life, Summerine. And that's why I need you to fall in love with me."
Why?
She wished she had the courage to ask it.
Why is it so important to have me as your wife when you already have someone else?
"At least promise me you'll try."