Chieftain's Request

Xhemin dropped jawed at Darryl's words. Her head ached after a second thinking about her fate with the kind of husband she tied knot to.

"Seriously Darryl?" Xhemin said, utterly exhausted with Darryl's folly. "I couldn't believe that you are thinking of such kind of thing right now!"

"I'm actually thinking more things than that," He said with his most gorgeous playful grin. "More than kissing,"

"Darryl!" Xhemin could only say his name. Her blushed became pronounced and her cheeks instantly warm up.

"What? Were already married," He said right thought her face with a wink.

Xhemin shook her head. "It doesn't mean that because were married you can get whatever you want!"

"And by that you mean?" Darryl anticipated her next words.

"We are not going to make it," She concluded and held her head high, trying to finalize her conclusion.