The Crazy Wife and the Shy Wife

"Yes, please, Lord Smarus," Esha reached for my cheek. "Please punish me~"

My face only heated up more from her comment. Esha's face was also blushing as she stared into my eyes. I turned away and continued walking. She sighed before continuing to follow me.

"Lord Smarus, you aren't very good at reading the mood," Esha complained.

"You aren't very good at keeping private conversations private," I sighed. "That being said, I still have yet to have a reason why you should stay as my wife."

"Hmmm… Well, I'm strong, a Demigod, beautiful, and let's not forget, sexy," She boasted.

"You basically said the same thing twice," I sighed.

"I'm also really submissive in bed," She gave me a cheeky smile.

"I'm not misogynistic," I shook my head.

"Ahh! I was trying to appeal to your fragile manhood," She laughed. "I'm surprised you're not shocked by the fact that I said I had experience," She tilted her head.