"You're trying to bargain now?" Daniel asked, a faint smirk tugging at his lips.
"Yep. I can't spend my whole life locked in that place."
"And why do you think I'll agree to that?"
"Because you want me."
"Getting cheeky?"
He pulled me closer, my bare breasts pressing flush against his muscular chest. His warm breath brushed my neck as he continued, voice low and dangerous.
"Let me remind you, Eva. You're a repayment. My bed warmer. I married you only because of your father's past kindness. That doesn't give you the right to disobey me."
"What exactly do you want from me?"
"You."
His answer hit like a slap. The whole mood shifted in an instant. Suddenly, I didn't even want to look at his face.
"Good luck having me then."
I pushed off his lap and slid back into my seat, quickly pulling my clothes back on.
Daniel's gaze stayed locked on me the entire time. Neither of us moved. The silence in the car grew thick and suffocating.
"Blowjob?"
