Total pages in book: 28
Estimated words: 27066 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 135(@200wpm)___ 108(@250wpm)___ 90(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 27066 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 135(@200wpm)___ 108(@250wpm)___ 90(@300wpm)
“I didn’t. He left you unprotected, so I should have, but I took advantage of that instead. Nothing like that will ever happen to you again. A competent bodyguard will always protect you unless you are with me.”
“Will that be often?”
“Yes. I meant it. This will be a real marriage. We are just going about it backward, but that doesn’t change anything. You will be mine, or you must live with the consequences. The choice is yours.”
“How do I know you won’t kill my family anyway?”
“I’m a man of my word, Matilde.” I make a derisive sound. “You’ll see,” he says, sounding just like his sister, which makes me smile… a little.
“Will we tell people that we are married? Or am I to be a dirty secret locked up in your mansion?” A memory of the football quarterback pretending to like me to pass his history test to stay on the team comes to mind. I thought he liked me, but he used me. It soured me.
“Everyone will know that you are my wife and that I am your husband.”
“Are you keeping girls on the side?” I know a lot of men in this business do, and I shouldn’t care, but for some reason, I do.
“No. I would never break my vows to you. You don’t seem to get it. I did this, all of this because I want you. Only you.” I can’t shake the feeling that he’s lying to me.
“You could have asked me out on a date,” I say sullenly.
“Even if you said yes, that takes too much time. I want you now.” What the hell am I supposed to say to that?
“What if I can’t have babies? I’ve never gotten pregnant before, and I may not be able to. Will you kill my family if I don’t give you heirs?” I ask, needing all the scenarios beforehand. I also don’t want to tell him that I’m a virgin. I don’t think he deserves to know that. Given how sweet Cash is, I can’t help thinking he’d be a terrific father, kidnapping aside.
“As long as you let me have access to your body, I won’t hold medical issues against you. We can adopt. As I said, this is all about you.”
“Why me?” I ask, holding my breath. I need to know. Why does the gorgeous God of a man want me so badly? I’m too big, nerdy, and awkward as fuck. No man has ever been interested in me before, so why this one? What’s wrong with him?
“The O'Shaughnessy family has a bit of legend, except for my father we all know our women the moment we see them. That was you for me. You’re also gorgeous and have a way with children that I found endearing. I also knew that when I wanted to throw you down on your uncle’s dining room table and fuck my seed into you right then and there, you were the only woman for me.” The Vitali’s have that legend too. It’s not telling me shit right now. Why isn’t it? My mind is chanting liar over and over, and it’s breaking my stupid heart. I want to burst out into tears right the hell now, but I know that I can’t. I am going to have to toughen up in order to survive this monstrous joke.
“I see,” I say instead of the million things I should say or do right now.
“Any more questions?”
“Just one. You said you wanted me to spread my legs for you every night… what if I’m on my period?” I ask, just to be a bitch. Men don’t talk about periods. My dad and uncle refer to them as women’s trouble and leave the room so fucking fast. This should throw him off.
He throws his head back and laughs, like from his toes. Then his face turns serious. Sensual even. Whoa. That right there is a weapon.
“Oh, mo ghrá,” he says, grabbing my hands in his. “I fucking kill people for a living. Blood and gore mean nothing to me. Mind you, I wouldn’t do this with a woman who wasn’t my wife, but do you really think a little bit of your blood is going to stop me from fucking you?” I don’t have a chance to say anything in reply because he tugs on my hands, pulling me toward him until I am straddling him in his chair. “I promise you; it fucking won’t. Nothing will keep me from this sweet, sweet cunt.”
Then his lips are on my neck. He licks and nips at my pulse point and breathes me in. This, whatever it is, awakens something in me. Something it shouldn’t. I should push him away. He’s a monster, but my body doesn’t seem to care. The moan I’ve been repressing since I pretty much walked into this room comes out. He continues to lick and suck on my neck. I can’t help grinding my pussy on his hard abs, and I realize that I am so close to coming. I hold on to his shoulders for leverage.