C20 My sweet wife

“That was perfect,” he whispers. “I’ll never let you go.”

“Please don’t,” I murmur sleepily.

“No?” he asks hoarsely. “No, what?”

“No.” I drift off to sleep.

And the next morning, I woke up with Roman’s seed still inside me.

And a wedding ring on my finger.

It’s a big ring and I don’t even want to think about how much it cost.

“Roman,” I breathe, my eyes flying up to his face