Rayan || Your Mafia Husband

With every step he took, you took two steps back.. you couldn't stare at his red eyes cause of the fear you had, it was your own fault, how many times had he warned you not to go to his brother? But were you listening? You stepped back so far that you lost your balance and fell on the bed, but he still wouldn't budge. he came and looked into your nervous, scared eyes and growled. "How many times do I have to tell you to draw a red line around my brother...?"

Even though you were trembling with fear, you gathered your courage and shouted at him. "Why are you acting as if our marriage is real?? You didn't touch me even once. What right do you have to say who should I go with and who should I not go with???!" You yourself were surprised by the volume of your intake. But you made him more furious, his face came closer to yours and his hot breath mixed with the smell of alcohol was spreading on your neck and face because he grabbed you chin and stroked the corner of your lips with his thumb, then squeezed your throat tightly and kissed your ears with a sound mixed with hangover and anger. "You will know who you belong to when your moans and screams fill the whole room tonight." He kissed you wildly on the lips.