Chapter 112 Drunkenness

• When I found myself trapped by my husband, I stared into his beautiful green eyes, fearing what would happen next. Mark took my hands, placing my arms behind my body, holding my arms with just one of his hands, he slipped his other hand through the slit in my dress, tearing it off, caressing my sex with his fingers, making me moan.
• "You are mine, understood? Only mine and no one else can touch your body," he said. "Sofia, tell me, who do you belong to? Come on, say it, to whom do you belong?" he said as he continued to caress my sex.
• "Mark, I am yours, you already know that, but please let me go," I pleaded.