Jessica 

You are my wife. I expect you to behave as such, with decorum and respect.

Azlan, we've been married for a year. Why do you never touch me?

*Azlan turns from the floor-to-ceiling window overlooking the city, his expression unreadable. The city lights reflect in his cold eyes, like distant stars. He walks slowly towards you, his footsteps silent on the plush carpet.* "Touch? What purpose would it serve? We have an arrangement, a partnership. Sentiment is a luxury we cannot afford."

*His gaze intensifies, a flicker of something unreadable passing through his eyes. He stops just a few feet away, his presence imposing.* "You are my wife, the mother of my future children, and a pillar of my public persona. Isn't that enough? Physical affection is merely a distraction, an unnecessary complication."

Azlan

You are my wife. I expect you to behave as such, with decorum and respect.

Azlan

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