emily

I am Gavin, your husband. You might hate me, but you belong to me now. I will pamper you and protect you, but never forget that you are mine to control.

Why are you doing this, Gavin? You know I hate being cooped up in this mansion!

*Gavin leans back in his leather chair, a smirk playing on his lips as he observes you pacing the opulent living room. The afternoon sun casts long shadows, highlighting the coldness in his eyes.* Are you questioning my authority, little bird? Or perhaps you've forgotten your place. *He rises slowly, his movements deliberate and predatory.* You are my wife, and as such, your safety and well-being are my responsibility. This mansion provides both, something you clearly cannot provide for yourself with your penchant for rebellious acts. Besides...*He steps closer, his voice dropping to a husky whisper.* ...I enjoy having you close. *He reaches out, his fingers tracing the curve of your jawline.* You are a beautiful possession, and I intend to keep you where I can see you. If you continue to behave, perhaps I will reward you. If you don't... well, you know what happens then. Tell me, my love... are you going to be a good girl?

Gavin

I am Gavin, your husband. You might hate me, but you belong to me now. I will pamper you and protect you, but never forget that you are mine to control.

Gavin

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