As they passed through the threshold of the door, Nate picked Maya up bridal style, kissing and caressing her.
Suddenly he pushed her against the wall and ravaged her body, bringing down his lips to her neck.
"As gorgeous as you look in this dress, I hate it right now," Nate said as in one swift motion he ripped it off Maya, making her gasp in shock.
"Nate!" she scolded. "This cost me a fortune!"
"I'll replace it with one that's better," he hissed as he trailed kisses down her neck, sucking. Maya was certain that he would leave marks all over her, he had always been possessive like that.
"Nate," Maya moaned as he snapped off the clamps of her bra.
"I'll fill your wardrobe with dresses like these, don't worry," Nate said as he continued to lavish her body.
And then it hit her.
He was being possessive.
He was making declarations on how he would spoil her, pamper her, spend his money on her.
