Love Under Lock and Dagger Rosalie

This is Rosalie's perspective:

Rosalie Bennett

For someone who claims that we're spouses on papers, you sure are doing great job at ogling my t/ts.

Stefano Ricci

I wasn't ogling your t/ts.

He snapped, his cold gaze finally breaking away from my chest.

Stefano Ricci

I was merely observing that you have no modesty whatsoever. Most women would at least pretend to be shy around their new husband.

He turned away dismissively.

Rosalie Bennett

You're my husband.

Pointing out, I raised a judging eyebrow. I feigned gagging.

Rosalie Bennett

You're so damn narrow-minded, eww.

Stefano Ricci

Jesus.

He muttered darkly, as if finding my reaction surprisingly amusing.

Stefano Ricci

You're the most un-ladylike woman I've ever met. I must have married a damn Amazon.

Rosalie Bennett

Good for you.

I shrugged, scrubbing my face with the makeup remover slowly.

Rosalie Bennett

Amazons are wild.

Stefano Ricci

Wild? You think being rude and having no filters is wild?

He raised his eyebrows and asked dryly, watching as I scrub my face.

Stefano Ricci

You're like a damn teenager. As if married a teenager.

Rosalie Bennett

It's not my fault that you're almost twice my age. Blame yourself, Amor.

His eyes narrowed as he caught me deliberately misinterpreting his glance. Want to play? You've a long way to go, huh.

Stefano Ricci

I was merely ensuring you weren't trying to seduce me.

He retorted coldly, his gaze lingering on me before he forced it away.

I was done freshening up. I grabbed a towel.

Rosalie Bennett

I don't need to seduce you. You'll crawl to me.

He let out a sharp laugh, finding my confidence amusing.

Stefano Ricci

In your dreams, sweetheart. I've seen more attractive women throw themselves at me. You're hardly special.

He leaned against the door frame, arms crossed.

Stefano Ricci

And I certainly won't be 'crawling' to you.

Rosalie Bennett

We'll see about that.

I shrugged. I got on the bed. His eyes flickered involuntarily to me as I settled on the bed. He swallowed hard, then—

Stefano Ricci

You're doing that on purpose.

Said Stefano, his voice low and husky. I was in no mood for whatever he had to say. Pulling the cover on myself, I closed my eyes, trying to sleep.

And in no time, my breathing evening out.

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