Amara’s POV
“No, I don’t want it.”
He smiled at me and said, "Don't worry, I don't want to give it to you yet." then he pulled off his wet shaft, and his white s*men spurted on my navel. It was hot and sticky when I touched it.
He then grabbed the white sheet, wiped my lower abdomen clean with it, and leaned forward to say, "Thank you."
Then he gave a white bathrobe to me, “Come on, clean yourself. We are going somewhere.”
“What?!” I asked, my eyes wide with bewilderment. "I can't go anywhere. I’m tired.... Do you think I can walk properly?”
"You have no choice," he sighed. "Tonight, my dad had dinner with the whole family. Since you are my wife, you have to go there and introduce yourself as my wife."
I shook my head, “No—”
“I don’t accept rejection,” he said, and left me i
