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“Move, Kiril. I don’t belong to you, and I never will.”

“Ask me nicely and I’ll consider your request.” I wrap my fingers around her jaw and force her to look up at me. She is driving me crazy. It is more and more difficult for me to keep my distance and be respectful, but the closer I come to her the feistier and more difficult she gets. She tries to turn her head away and free it from my grasp, but my fingers tighten.

Her voice is oozing sarcastic politeness when she replies, “Please, Kiril, would you be so kind as to move the fuck out of my way?”

I lean my head back and close my eyes for a moment. Everything, absolutely everything with her is a battle.

“You’re not going outside now. You will wait for me.”

“Whatever.”

I drop my hand and she presses against my chest. I step back and she storms past me towards her bedroom.

I follow her down the passage and look into her room, standing in the doorway.

“Is there something you need?” she snaps, flopping face down onto the bed with a huff.

“I’m having the chef make us mushroom lasagna for dinner.”

“I don’t care.”

“Would you prefer something else?”

“I just said that I don’t care.”

“Is there anything that you need before I go back to the work I need to do?”

She perks up slightly, lifting her head towards the door. “I need to get a few things from the shop. Can one of your men take me?”

“Not a chance. Have you not listened to a single word I’ve been saying to you lately?”

I walk into the room as she buries her face into the blankets again, releasing a frustrated sound that is muffled between the layers of fabric.

“Little rabbit, I’m doing the best I can here.” I walk into the room and sit on the edge of the bed, placing my hand on her back. “I just want to keep you safe.”

“Why? Because I belong to you?”

Frustration rushes through me and my voice grows dark.

“Yes. You belong to me, and it’s time you did as you’re told.”

She rolls onto her back, sitting up and pulling her body away from me.

“You will never have me, Kiril. You will never truly have me. You can pretend I belong to you, like some possession, but I assure you that you will never have me.”

She spits the words out like poison, and they cut into me.

Every moment that I am near her is making my life more and more difficult. I can hardly think straight. Nothing is clear in my thoughts anymore. She is intoxicating, enticing, and irresistible. The more I am around her the harder it is becoming to keep myself restrained.

I want to claim her entirely. I want to make her mine, completely and unquestionably. My body needs to feel her, touch her, press against her. I want to kiss her and hold her.

My cock stirs and begins to react for the hundredth time.

It takes everything in me to stop myself from reaching out and grabbing her, pulling her down the bed, and pinning her beneath me.

It is so obvious to me that she does not want to be here. Even though, on more than one occasion, I have seen how she looks at me. I know she wants me. She wants to feel me. I am not blind. She wants this as much as I do—yet she fights me on everything, every moment of every day.

I swear if I told her the grass is green right now, she would insist that it is pink.

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