SCARLETT'S POV
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"WHAT?" My eyes widened.
I gulped nervously before quickly looking away from him.
"We have to consummate our marriage, sweetheart." He smirked at me with his hand tangled in my hair.
I didn't even realize when he got my hair tie out and my black waves fell down till my waist.
But suddenly I remembered that red stain on his earlier crisp white shirt and my blood boiled in anger.
"I don't want to do anything with you."
I snapped with my lips pursed in anger.
"You shameless creature. Go away."
Saying this, I tried to wriggle out of his hold but to no avail.
"Why so, darling? That's your duty as a wife." He again spoke so "sweetly."
Ughhhhhh, this stupid i***t. What does he think
