Cattleya’s POV
"Excuse me?" I said, scoffing nervously.
He stepped forward, our bodies inches apart. I could feel his warmth radiating from him.
I gasped as he slowly unzipped my dress from behind, his eyes never leaving my face.
"Turn around. It makes it difficult for me to undress you," he said.
I turned around nervously. So this was it. I was truly giving in to the monster, and I had no idea how to escape.
Was this some kind of sacrifice to find out the truth and bring down the Mafia Lord?
I gasped softly as his soft hand touched the bare skin of my back.
"There you go. You can breathe better now," he whispered, pausing.
I was startled to hear that! He had only unzipped the back of my gown. He then took off his upper clothes and trousers, diving into the bed. "Good night, wife
