Mason pinched her delicate chin before she could react and said, “Are you going to prostitute yourself?”

Zoe was trembling, but she could not deny what he said. He leaned in close and muttered as if they were lovers. “Who’s going to buy your service? Everyone in Brookesville knows you’re my wife. Who would dare lay their fingers on you?

“Moreover, are you sure you can bear the touch of another man? Men who frequent prostitutes go right into the main action, much as how we did it on the night