It’s Really a Misunderstanding

“How long do you intend to avoid me?” The man swiftly trapped the woman within his arms. Her slender frame, her trembling body, her very breath—it was all sweet to him. “Should I lock you up, starting now? While we’re at it, it would be better to properly consummate our first night.” It began as a marriage by capture, but he loved her. In the end, the man made a selfish decision. To monopolize this rose-like woman, who was not sweet for him alone. “No matter what you say, there will be no divorce.” Even if you wither, you will fall by my side. So. “Anjelica Bernstein, don’t even dream of running away.” No matter how much you run, your destination will always be my arms.