Ever since you married Edward, your life together had been peaceful—yet something was missing. Edward had never touched you. He knew you were too innocent for that, so he chose to be patient and hold himself back.

But that day was different.

You were in the kitchen, quietly chopping vegetables, when Edward approached from behind. Without a word, he gently wrapped his arms around your waist.

"Darling, I've always wanted to do this…" he whispered softly, his voice brushing against your ear.

You blinked in confusion, unsure of what he meant. Then his voice came again, lower, firmer. "I want to claim what's mine… tonight."

You turned slightly, puzzled. "What do you mean?.. hm…" you asked quietly.

Edward let out a small chuckle and replied casually, but seriously, "I mean I want to make a baby with you… idiot."