**Natasha's POV**
"You’re my wife, and your job is to obey me," he said coldly, his eyes daring anyone to speak against him.
"Well, you told me to blend in, and I’m doing exactly that. What’s your problem?" I shot back, lifting my chin so I could look him straight in the eyes.
"I didn’t ask you to act like a fool," he snapped. His words cut deep, hitting me harder than I expected.
"Hey, man, that’s no way to talk to a lady," Edmond said sharply, getting up from his seat. His face was tight with anger, ready to defend me.
"And who are you to tell me how to treat my wife?" Liam growled, his voice low and dangerous.
"I… I’m sorry, Mr. Gustavo. I didn’t know she was your wife," Edmond stammered, his tone shaky.
"Well, now you know," Liam said, his voice still heavy with warning as he su
