THIRD PERSON'S POV:-
After a quick shower, when Nora stepped out of the bathroom, a dress was placed on the bed for her. It was a short Aline dress. Nora didn't question. She grabbed the dress and wore it. Tristan stepped out of the closet, only to find her brushing her hair. “You didn't even question me why I chose what you wear and how you dress up?” Tristan asked in confusion, yet he couldn't help but feel powerful when there was a woman playing into his hands like a puppet.
There was this power he couldn't ignore. He felt it whenever Nora submitted to him. Nora looked up at Tristan's face and smiled, showing off her white teeth. “I don't mind doing everything you want me to do. It's fine for me.” She whispered in a small voice. Tristan smiled and shook his head. Her submission toward
