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A flash of embarrassment crossed Xavier Grayson's eyes. He grabbed her delicate chin and said, "Remember—you're my wife. I can do whatever I want. Got it?"

He released her, stepped into the bathtub, and lay back with a sigh of satisfaction. Looking at her, he ordered, "What are you waiting for? Wash me. Thoroughly."

She didn't resist—just treated him like an oversized Adrian Grayson