Wedding night.
Wedding night, what wedding night?
Genevive refused to let the sheets down as that word resounded over and over in her head.
She wasn't married to anybody so she wasn't giving her body to anyone.
"What are you doing?" Rhett asked looking amused.
His little bird was really a drama queen.
"What do you think? I'm saving myself from a monster like you Mr!" He laughs after hearing that.
A monster? That's what she thinks of him.
"I'm no monster, my dear wife, I only want to make sure you feel good and satisfied this night as this is our first night of being married." He said with a dangerous gleam in his eyes.
Genevieve shifted back uncomfortably, the sheets were still wrapped securely around her body.
"Nope. I did not ask for you to make me feel good or satisfied, all I want is for you to get lost." She screamed at him.