Obligation of an Arranged Marriage

“Eila, I think you forgot, but I have a wife. It is you.” After meeting properly for the first time in 12 years, Leon spoke to Eila with a firm voice. “So the heir I’m talking about is the child between you and me.” Leon’s long, thick fingers ran through her hair. Then he gently touched her face, and his thumb caressed her lips. When her white teeth and red tongue was exposed over her slightly open lips, he looked ecstatic and said. “I hope you will fulfill the obligation of this marriage that you have been putting off, Eila.” * * * “Eila.” Leon’s voice was earnest even though the person he was speaking to was in his arms. Did Eila know? How long he had been waiting for this day. Le...