"I love an obedient woman. I mean, you make me nervous when you reject me. Aren't I your husband?"
These were his words while he slept. Taya could barely quiet him down and take him to his room. He had complained so much about her harsh treatment of him, something she never expected him to think about all the time.
"You should never drink again unless you're with me,"
she said as she gently stroked his head. She was happy to discover this side of him. The first step in occupying his mind with her had been completed in an unexpected way.
...
"What has happened to her?"
whispered Orig, watching Taya as she sat beside the bed, staring into his eyes. "Could it be that she has completely lost her mind?"
Of course, Taya heard every word he said. Her face was so close to his that her breath mixed with his, the sunlight reflecting in his eyes.
"Good morning, my husband. Did you sleep well?"
