I went to a party with my friends without telling my arranged husband. He hadn't talked to me since the wedding. I don't know why.

It's almost 11:00 in the evening when I arrive at our home. I opened the door, and there I saw my husband sitting on the couch, like he was waiting for me.

I just shrugged and I was about to enter my room when he pinned me against the wall.

“Where did you go? ” he asked.

“It’s none of your business...” I rolled my eyes.

“Tell me! ” he said with authority in his voice.

“I won't. So, can you please fucking get out of my way!” I blurted.

“Not until you tell me where have you been,” he argue. I’m tired of it.

“Fine! In my friend’s house, partying.” I yelled.

I can see how his gaze shifted in my sexy black dress. He smirked.

“Is my dress beautiful?” I asked seductively.

"Yes, it suits on you. You lookedt perfect,” he complimented.

“Thank y—”

“Now take it off,” he uttered.

“Pardon?

“Take it off, and I will punish you for going somewhere without telling me,” he said with a serious tone.