32. Embarrassment.

Veer's pov

The smell of sex lingered in the room as she slept in my arms leaving warm puffs of air on my neck that burnt me to my bones and I wanted her again. Cuddling was something that I never did after sex, but goddamnit, it felt like heaven when I held her in my arms. Even though she was sleeping like a log, her whole skin covered with red and purple marks she was the most beautiful woman I ever laid my eyes on.

She knew the power she had over me and I shivered at the thought whether she would keep me safe or kill me with it. My wife was not just beautiful, she was cunning and manipulative who knew how to turn tables in her favor. I wondered whether I was just a pawn in her game or she really wanted me.