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Sophie
The reception thankfully didn’t last very long. I ate standing up, rather than sit beside my husband at another table. And I didn’t feel like dancing in my uncomfortable heels. Lochlan left me alone after his refusal to get me a morning-after pill. He seemed content to throw back drink after drink at the bar while scowling at me from the other side of the rooftop.
With the heavy diamond bracelet on my wrist, and the wedding band surrounding my finger, it’s all starting to feel a little too…real.
I should’ve listened to Vanessa. Only a child would think there could actually be love and a happily ever after with a man like Lochlan.
I’m angry at everyone except my stepmother, though, when I’m corralled into an SUV and taken away to Lochlan’s estate. My father, Cass, Lochlan, it’s like they’re all on the same team, and now I’m on my own, walking into a house I’ve never been inside before. Everything is changing, and I hate it.
Lochlan’s home is…enormous. Past the walled, gated entrance, it’s three stories tall with manicured hedges, palm trees, so much open land surrounding it, and not a neighbor within sight. It’s the opposite of where I grew up overlooking the busy city from the casino’s penthouse.
Inside it’s all pristine whites and creams, elegant with tall columns, marble floors and high archways.
“You can get a tour tomorrow. I’ll show you to your room,” Lochlan says shortly, sounding irritated. We slip past his door guards to climb the staircase to the third floor then down a long, carpeted hallway. “It’s right next to mine to make it easier for you to find it when you change your mind.”
“I won’t,” I reply without hesitation. “Although, I might be inclined to reconsider if you give me a morning-after pill and agree to use protection.”
“No,” he replies instantly without even slowing down his steps.
“Why not?” I spent the entire reception trying to come up with an offer he might accept.
“Because if I wanted to prevent a pregnancy, I would’ve pulled out or finished in a condom instead of letting your tight pussy milk me dry.”
Pulled out? I’m not sure what he means by that, but it looks like Cass was right. He won’t give me a pill or let anyone here buy me one either. He threatened to make me vomit if he finds out I took one.
“Your body did exactly what it was made for when it came for me and greedily drained all the cum from my dick.”
Remembering the way my walls clenched repeatedly around his shaft, how good it felt when he pumped inside of me while pinning my wrists above my head, causes a throbbing between my legs.
I hate that I enjoyed that part, and that I crave more of it.
Bastard.
All his experience is good for something at least. He knows how to make me feel stupidly good, even if it only lasts a few seconds.
“The separate room you demanded.” Lochlan opens the door at the end of the hallway for me to enter first. I step inside…and see the huge, inviting bed with a thick fluffy sky-blue comforter with navy flowers and birds covering it. It would be a very bad idea to be alone with Lochlan in a room with a bed. So, I shut the door behind me before he steps a foot inside, then turn the lock for good measure.
“Really, Sophie?” Lochlan calls out through the door. “You think one measly little lock would keep me out if I really wanted in?”
Then come and get me, husband. Take what’s yours, is what the stupidly horny part of my mind yells, but I drown it out with a threat.
Leaning my back and head against the structure, I warn him. “Come in my room without an invitation and I’ll stab you in the dick!”
“Stab me with what exactly? A hairpin?”
Reaching down into my strapless bra, I pull the knife free. The one that went through a man’s hand. I had to wash someone’s blood off of it, which was gross. “I think your knife would hurt more.”
There’s a long silence, followed by, “You have my knife? The one I used last night?”
“Yes, I do.”
“And you’re going to stab me in the dick with it if I come in there?”
“Exactly.”
“What the hell happened to you, princess? Where’s the scared fawn who trembled at the sight of me?”
Flicking the switch to eject the blade, I press my finger to the pointy tip. Then I tell a small lie. “I would rather have your knife inside of me than any of your body parts.”
