Unseen influence

'Damn, that was close,' I thought, barring my chest before Mia only to use my own robes to cover her naked skin. 

There was no way in hell I would allow some random man to gawk at Mia's beauty. Call me a traditionalist, reactionist, or conservative prick, but I wasn't going to allow anyone to put their eyes on the beauty that belonged to me and me alone. 

All political correctness of earth could go and merrily fuck itself. Thankfully, this possessive approach of mine towards my relationship with Mia didn't appear as something that the girl herself would mind. 

"Thanks," Mia whispered, a small smile appearing on his lips as she saw right through my thoughts. 

Just like I thought, she didn't really blame me for what I did but opted to enjoy the treatment instead. 

After all, if it showed anything, it was my care for her.