Faith's POV
I yawned as I streched my arms in the air. I heard a chuckle causing me lower my eyes. "Cute" he muttered causing my lips to lift up slighly. I stood up, wanting to take a shower. Once my hand reached the door knob of the bathroom, I heard a scrape of a chair. "What are you doing Faith?" Dario asked as he literally ran towards me making me jump. He rubbed my back pulling me away from the door. "I was going to have a shower" I said in shock.
"You could have told me Faith....come....I will wash you" he said pulling me towards the bathroom. "N-no...I want to do it by myself...please" I whispered at the end. Dario glared at me as he cupped my cheeks. "Listen to me Faith and listen carefully....you are my f*****g wife....the mother of our unborn child...if anything happens to you
