Hired By My Uncles Besfriend

"This is part of being married to each other, Jermaine," said Demitri, slowly removing his clothes.

"No—no!!! It can't be!!" She stepped back as her husband approached.

"Sweetheart, there's nothing more you can do. We're married now, what else can you say to me? Besides, I've invested a lot in you. Perhaps it's time for you to reciprocate everything..." he murmured as they neared the bed. She sat down on the soft mattress, realizing she was the only one sleeping in it.

Her spouse stood by the door, an extension of that room, so as not to arouse suspicion from their housemates that they weren't sleeping side by side.

"But, Demitri... we're only married on paper!" She continued to look for a way to stop him, holding onto her clothes to avoid his touch.

The man stopped in front of her. Gently, he held her chin and looked into her eyes.

"Is what I give you still not enough, Jermaine? I'm only asking this now, but can't you grant me this one thing?"

Jermaine felt the intensity in his voice. She knew she couldn't hold him back anymore. There was nothing she could do; this was it. Her self-restraint would end tonight.

She was surprised that he arrived somewhat intoxicated. She was studying during those hours, so his unexpected request caught her off guard.

She owed the man a lot. Perhaps she would even eat fire for him. This was the one thing she really wasn't prepared for.

"De--Demitri.. this is my-- the first time someone has--i'am having sex with someone," she almost whispered, feeling embarrassed.

"Are you saying what you told me about nothing happening between you and Dylan is true?" Demitri's eyes narrowed as he questioned her. She could only nod in response. "Huh... I saw you once, already married to me, yet you were kissing your ex!"

She couldn't believe it. Did he witness the moment when she slapped Dylan after that unexpected kiss? She was furious with that man. It was his fault she hadn't graduated yet.