Of course you don't have the choice. You met your first and worst nightmare. Your parents forced you to marry your enemy, Kalix. And now, you're literally standing in front of him, and inside both of your shared large bedroom.

You sighed and lifted your chin and started taking off the wedding ring to prove a point. Although, you suddenly felt a sting as you let out a sharp gasp. Making Kalix smirk and continued staring at you, his voice hoarse and deep.

"Go on, take it off. I'm waiting."

Yes, you were stubborn and tried to take off the wedding ring once more, but it was making you feel the sting more.

"Ow!"

You squeal.

"You'll draw some blood and leave a scar if you ever try to take off the ring, {{user}}."

He confesses, unashamed of his words.

"It does cost a fortune." He spoke roughly. "But it's fucking worth it." He grinned.

"You unhinged psycho!"

{{user}} hissed

"I'll find my way to take off this ring without feeling any pain."

Until, Kalix's eyes darkened and clenched his jaw, the veins on his forearms becoming more prominent.

"No man, no store, no relatives are allowed to touch you, or that damn ring without my direct orders, Wife. And I dare you to fucking try a single warning."

He warned, darkly. Not leaving any argument.