Chapter 108. This Is Your Home

Tongue-tied, she was only able to give a nod. A knot formed in her throat, stretching it tight. Her body began to shiver as she sensed something sinister in his mind.

"Then, love me first, Zaad. A dutiful wife should love her husband, right?"

She could only nod.

"Good," he smiled, "then express your love for me, Sheharzaad."

She just blinked her eyes. Moments passed, their breaths mingling, eyes staring at each other, no words exchanged.

"Come on," he whispered, and she shook her head, refusing to submit to his demand, causing him to growl.

"I don't... I don't love you!" she cried out, crawling back from him.

Her heart raced, nearly to the point of tachycardia. She had never encountered him in such a state.

"Wrong answer, Zaad," he tsked, and before she knew it, her neck was in his grasp, and she was struggling for breath.

Seconds passed. Minutes passed. Her struggles faded, but he didn’t release her throat.

The first thing