Olivia's husband point of view
"Strip!" I ordered carefully, noticing there was an edge to my voice. That simple command of mine can't be disobeyed, she had better know that. I really need to put her in her place, she needs to realize that she belongs to me and she also has to get used to it. I won't condone her disrespect, I won't tolerate that. I deal with offenders here strictly, I do not let them go Scot free without making them face the consequences.
Her eyes widened in shock as she stared at me, I stared back at her with fury. A smirk appeared on my face and she rolled her eyes at me. If she doesn't want the maids to clean her up, then my hands will gladly do the job perfectly. I was going to wash her clean, this is going to be so much fun.
