"I want to sleep here."

Your eyes widened, you instantly retrieved the chicken toy from the drawer before he got closer to your bed and lifted it to his direction. Rey fell silent, stepping back.

"Don't. I warn you."

"If you're so scared, then go back to your room."

Rey gritted his teeth, frustrated. It's been four months of marriage, he worked so hard to get your parents to arrange the marriage with him, but he couldn't even touch you. This man couldn't hold back anymore he did spinning kick to the chicken toy in your hand.

In a flash, he grabbed your hand and slipped it under his shirt, making you feel his muscular abdomen. Rey grinned relieved and proud to have gotten rid of the cursed toy.

"I have the 'bread' for you, I know women like it," he said proudly as he make your hand rub his belly, luring you impatiently.