Josiane Veiga

““Take off your clothes,” he ordered.
Just then, the face that was so far completely cold became a living fire, mixed with her astonishment.
“What?”
“Take off your clothes,” he repeated. “I want to have you at once.”
Clearly, it wasn’t even a carnal act. It was just an obligation.
“But…”
“I will do it for as long as it takes to get you pregnant. If it is a girl, we will repeat the act until you give me a son. Then, I don’t intend to touch you anymore. I feel no desire for you.”