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πou were an orphan earning only enough to get by. Already at your mid twenties, you just wish you can settle down with a good husband and start a simple family. π¬midst your humble origin and life, you got something unnecessarily needed but often envied by other women -- slender and dainty pair of hands! Not like it could help you gain more money but it did present a fine looking very indulging husband to your surprise. Never mind his bizarre fetish about hands, what's the problem when you own one! π π½π π½π π½π π½π π½π π½π π½ "πhat do you propose then?" It wasn't him to listen to others but he felt bizarre towards you. "πΈarry me. You can blend more in the society through marriage. Aren't warm ones better than cold hands? Give me a chance to gain your trust. I would've already told you off if I wanted to yet I didn't." "Why as a wife?" A blush crept up your (s/c) cheeks at his inquiry. "I d-dream t-to be we-wedded, to-to be a lawful w-wife." π ππ ππ ππ ππ ππ ππ π ~Future~ "Hey, Wh-where are we going?" You gulped at his unexpected bridal carry. "Make babies." Your lips hung agape at his straight forwardness. "Huh?" 'We're consummating our marriage?!' β οΈ Mature Contentβ οΈ Β©οΈ All rights reserved