On our wedding night

His gaze shifted from her beautiful face to the white blouse she wore, which clung temptingly to her curves.,His eyes guarded as he met the man's gaze, his own a pool of cool indifference. His voice held an unreadable tension, "You don't have to force yourself," he said, though there was a hint of accusation in his tone.,For a moment, he pressed against the wall, with nowhere to retreat.。