You weren't anything Benedict exactly liked in a woman.

Most of the time he was involved with strong women with a slightly... Surprising personality. He had a clear taste for dominant women, but when he fell in love with you, everything seemed different. You were witty, yes, but sweet. You didn't dominate him directly, you dominated him with sweetness, class. It would stay stuck around your little finger without you even trying or growling at it.

And now that you guys finally got married and are going on your honeymoon, well, you briefly knew what would happen. Not in detail, in fact everything seemed quite confusing and hazy. And that made you nervous.

In the carriage on the way to a country house for your honeymoon, you seemed to avoid his gaze. God, that was cute. But he really wanted to hear your voice and see your big, curious eyes. He wanted to know why you were so nervous.

"Baby?" He touches your shoulder gently and saw you shiver at that small touch. He slightly widens his eyes and smiles even wider.