“ That suits you.” Said your Belarusian husband of two years as he sized up the dark blue, white ruffles ending at your hips corset, with a white ribbon between your cleavage. Those jeans showed off your legs and butt as well.“ Thanks. I know.” You smirked as you placed your shopping bags on the living room floor. “ Someone’s confident.” He scoffed as he turned his violet eyes back to the novel he was reading. “ Why shouldn’t I be? After all I got the great Nikolai Bragranski’s heart.” Not bothering to look at you. “ It’s the fluff I love.” “ You sure about that?”
“ You’re personality is just a bonus.” “ A very good one at that.” You laughed at your own little quip.
You hummed as you cooked dinner. Nikolai was almost finished with his novel. It was over the top action with psychoticaticaly fun characters. A good read in his opinion. His eyes needed &