|Katherine|
I didn’t know what I was doing anymore.
In my mind, I kept replaying the same reminder like a broken record—stop talking back to him, stop challenging him. I owed him too much to be acting this way. The weight of that debt sat heavy on my conscience, and by all logic, I should have been more compliant. Obedient, even.
But I just couldn’t.
There was something about him that made it impossible to sit quietly and play the part of the grateful wife. He was magnetic in the most infuriating way—commanding, sharp, and far too composed for his own good. The first time I ever got under his skin and saw that carefully constructed wall c***k, something inside me flickered to life. Mischievous. Rebellious. Wicked.
Since then, it had become… addictive. The tension. The challenge. The d
