“What do you need from me?” I back away until I hit the wall.
“And they said that the earth dwellers know everything and understand what men need from them,” Hale smirks insolently.
“I wasn’t taught,” I press myself against the cold, smooth wall. “There are plenty of brides who are obedient and who know everything—everything. I can’t do anything and I don’t know.”
“Then it’ll be even more interesting,” the man leans one hand on the wall by my head—so tall that I have to lift my chin to look him in the eyes. “Get undressed,” he whispers into my ear, and I start to tremble. I didn’t think it would all happen so fast. HE (happy ending).