My Wife, My Rules
Copyright© 2026 by Alexandra Velka
Chapter 18
Romance Sex Story: Chapter 18 - In a world where men make the rules and women learn to live in their shadow, Tess does not belong anywhere. She is afraid of people. She looks at the ground when she has to speak, and in company, she would rather disappear into the floor. If she could, she would live in silence. Alone. But she cannot, and the world finds her anyway. And in it, a man who is not used to asking permission. Aiden is everything Tess fears: strong, uncompromising, and never one to look away.
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Dawn had already broken, yet Tess could not tell whether she had managed to fall asleep at all. Aiden sat up in bed and looked at her. She remained lying with her back to him, unable to imagine what she was supposed to do now.
“Kitty?” he called softly. He knew she was not sleeping, and she knew that he knew.
“Yes?” she answered and got up at once. She began dressing quickly, but she did not look at him.
Something is wrong. He had now fully confirmed the suspicion that had taken hold during the night.
“How did you sleep?” he asked. His voice was calm, but cautious.
“Fine,” she said shortly.
He blinked. He got out from under the covers and stood right in front of Tess. There was no way for her not to look at him, so she did. He studied her face carefully.
“What’s going on?” he asked.
“Nothing,” she replied without emotion.
Very wrong.
“Tess?” he pressed, demanding a truer answer.
“Nothing,” she repeated, but this time she could no longer stand looking into his eyes, so she turned to the mirror to finish dressing.
He hesitated, stunned, for a few seconds, then dressed as well.
“I don’t know when I’ll be home today. I have a great deal of work,” he said, standing in front of her again. She looked at him and said nothing. He reached out, meaning to brush the hair from her face. She shifted aside. Only slightly, but visibly.
He stopped. His hand remained in the air, then he slowly withdrew it.
Oh God, something is TERRIBLY wrong!
It was obvious to him that this was “NOTHING,” so he chose not to push it and turned toward the door. Never in his life had he walked away from her with such a terrible feeling.
He returned home very late that evening. He could not tell whether he had done so on purpose or not. Nor was he certain whether he was glad that Tess was already in bed, apparently asleep.
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