My Husband Locked Me In Ice
Language: en
Because I made his "golden girl" take a cold shower, Gary locked me in a industrial deep freezer and turned the bolt. “Sasha caught a cold because of you. It’s only fair you feel a bit of her chills,” he said, his voice as cold as the frost already forming on the stainless steel. I clawed at the heavy lid, screaming until my throat was raw, but all I could see through the gap was Sasha’s face. She wasn’t shivering. She was smiling. Her lips moved, though I could barely hear her over the hum of the compressor. “Gary worries about me so much, Elena. I’d love to help you, but I just can’t go…