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"Haven’t you figured it out yet?" His eyes gleam, "Come on, Beauty, one guess, why there’s no one else in the house..."

"Umm," I wipe my suddenly damp palms on my bathrobe, "because it’s your birthday and you’ve given them all time off?"

"That doesn’t explain why my family left the house."

"Because you fought with them and told them to leave?"

"It has happened on occasion, but no, it’s not that."

My heart begins to pound in my chest. My pulse rate ratchets up. Moisture pools between my thighs and I slide my chair back… I try to be discreet but one of the legs catches on the stone floor and a screech fills the space.

I stiffen, but Michael doesn’t move a muscle.

"You were saying?" He scratches the area of his chest around the bandage, and bloody hell, my gaze is instantly drawn to those gorgeous sculpted pecs again. What a pity that I had to hurt him. It feels like I have spoiled a work of art designed by God himself.

"Beauty?"

I hear the smirk in his voice and raise my gaze to his, "I was saying that...you gave your staff time off and probably sent your brothers on some Mafia-related job."

"Very good." He lowers his hand. "I knew you were smart."

I paste on a bright smile, even as my stomach flip-flops. This is not good. Not good at all. "So," I grip the edge of the table, "when will they be back?"

"Next week."

"Excuse me?"

"You heard me." His grin widens until he resembles one of those freakin’ sharks in that stupid Jaws movie, the one that had made me laugh because the special effects, clearly, hadn’t withstood the test of time, but right now there’s nothing amusing about this situation, because Michael’s shark-smile is infinitely more unnerving.

I gulp. “Wh… What do you mean?" I press the heels of my bare feet into the floor. Shit, why hadn’t I thought to, at least, put on some shoes? Well, too late now. I’m just gonna have to face this situation head-on. "Well?" I scowl. "Tell me, Michael, what does it mean that they’ re not coming back until next week?"

"It means," he yawns, "that this is our honeymoon, Beauty. You and me, husband and wife, darling." He smirks, "And this is when we consummate our wedding."

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