Bound by desires

Zamian's pupils dilated as he stared at his wife. Mira had unknowingly tortured him in the most sensual way, and it was driving him mad. Every subtle movement she made, every accidental brush of her skin against his, ignited a fire within him that he struggled to control. She had no idea of the hold she had over him, no clue of the power her innocent actions wielded, and it made her allure all the more intoxicating.

He opened his mouth to speak, to tell her how utterly undone she made him, but the words caught in his throat as she resumed her movements, her pace quickening with a boldness that took him by surprise.