Domination

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Theodore POV I'm still fuming. As I go downstairs, I'm' greeted by the sight of Dahlia in her silk robe, sipping away at a cup of coffee. We slept in separate rooms last night, my anger refusing to dissipate. Her eyes light up slightly as she sees me, but at the glare on my face, her shoulders slump, and she stares morosely into the mug, a dejected expression on her face. I grab a cup of coffee and sit down, the cook beginning to prepare my usual breakfast. For a moment there was nothing but silence. She finally clears her throat and gives me a tentative smile, attempting to draw me into conversation. "Good morning" her voice is husky "Did you sleep well Theodore?" she asks, biting her lip and eyeing me warily. "I had this nightmare. I was forced to marry a woman I didn't want, but it

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