Chapter 71 Who Do You Belong To, Little One?
- When we arrived in the bedroom, Mark gently laid me on the bed, looking at me somewhat confused when I noticed he was trying to take off my dress.
- "I'm not going to do anything to you," he said as he tried to unzip my dress, throwing it to the floor afterwards.
- I felt my husband's fingers caressing the naked skin of my back, then opening the bedclothes to help me lie down.