Jasmine walked with her vile husband like a woman with a secret. Vizier took note of her mood but didn’t say anything. What he was more concerned about was the look that was on his son’s face. Waali looked uncomfortable at best, queasy at worst.
Locked into her bedroom and their marriage chamber once again, Jasmine changed into her night clothing allowing her husband to do the same. Jasmine watched him pleased. He genuinely looked scared to get back onto their bed. This made Jasmine want to get into bed even faster. So, sliding herself onto the fine silk sheets, she perched herself onto her elbow and turned to Waali.
“Aren’t you going to join me?” She asked with a knowing smile.
“Of course,” he said unsuccessfully faking bravado.
Slowly, he stepped closer. Putting one hand on to test t
