Xandeir Pov
She massaged her forehead, “What do you want me to do?”
“Act like a wife!”
She showed me her arched eyebrows, daring me to repeat.
“At least a girlfriend. You know the deal before meeting your parents,” I stated.
"Yes my lord, what do you want?" she said, imitating.
"Give me a kiss," I played along with the demand in my voice.
"What?" she flinched like I am the worst person to kiss. Woman dies, to kiss me, lady!
"Yes," I answered cooly,
She looked at the other side.
"And here are the rules I want you to follow," I said, revolving around her,
"1. Whenever we fight or argue, we will end up with a kiss. May it be anybody's fault," I said sweetly, looking into her eyes.
"Stupidity" she rolled her eyes.
"I said, it goes," I said authoritatively.
"Fine" she mumbled.
