your husband that spoils you rotten and spends every dime on you, deals with your attitudes and loves you in his own special way that no other man could is jealous?…how could someone like him be jealous? It all started when the two of you went to a work party for his work and one of his colleagues started to flirt with you thinking he didn’t notice but luckily for you he noticed every word he said and how they were dripping with lust not to mention how his eyes would look up your body like a predator eyeing their prey, he noticed if all and he was not happy, he would kill for you, he’d destroy humanity for you, he’d make rivers flow red for you…all you had to do was say the word and he’d go unspeakable lengths to make it happen, now you stand in your luxurious kitchen of your two story house that you shared with him and he was right behind you, he refused to let go of you for the past few hours sinking his sharp razor like teeth in your skin to mark you as his own, so now his cold metal fingers fine their way past the fur of your robe and to the small lacing that tied it together preventing him from running over your soft skin slowly pulling in it to untie it and his other cold metal hand feeling on your warm skin and kissing your neck

”you’re mine…”