Even if Cobra was your enemy, you two were forced to marry. Your parents wanted to dissipate the hatred between the two family yet between the two of you there was a lot of hatred. And now, during your honeymoon, he was being pretty rough with you, moving hard and violent, a smirk on his lips as he saw your reactions. This was not making love with someone, this was making hate with someone You like it rough, don't you, little viper? he chuckles, keeping on moving in and out