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But I wasn’t a stupid girl. I was Dom’s wife, and while I didn’t necessarily expect him to treat me as his equal, I did expect him to show me respect in public. “You don’t have any evidence against the Bratva,” I reminded him. I didn’t use my family name for a reason. Though the Blanchi’s thought that the Bratva and the Petrov name was interchangeable, it actually wasn’t.
Dom’s full lips flattened, and the anger in his eyes ignited. I was scared, but I wasn’t going to let my fear stop me from speaking the truth that he needed to hear.
“If you retaliate, you’ll start a war. Countless people will die-” I was cut off from finishing my sentence as Dom grabbed my arm and started leading me away from the group. His grip wasn’t tight, but he was practically dragging me across the floor he was walking so fast.
“Dom, slow down,” I muttered. Everyone was averting their eyes from us, and I knew immediately that no one in this room was going to help me.
He dragged me through the house as if it were our own before shoving me slightly into an empty room.
I stumbled catching myself on the edge of a desk. “What the hell, Dom,” I muttered, rubbing my wrist.
“What the fuck were you thinking?” he asked. He was in front of me so quickly that I barely had time to turn around to face him. I could see the stubble on his chin, and I longed to reach up and run my fingers against it. I was depraved. We hadn’t had sex in so long that his behavior couples with his closeness was turning me on.
“I was thinking that you were about to get yourself killed,” I sneered. I wasn’t going to apologize for talking common sense. We all believed that the Bratva had been behind the attempts on Dom’s life, but until it could be proven, there was nothing that could be done. And even if Dom managed to get evidence, it wasn’t that simple for me.
He placed his hands on the desk next to my hips bringing our bodies impossibly close. I could smell the sage and sandalwood of his cologne.
“Don’t play me. You are trying to protect daddy.”
“Of course I don’t want you to kill my father,” I hissed out. “Just because I’ve denounced him doesn’t mean he’s suddenly not my father any longer.” I had vowed to be honest with Dom ever since that night in the hospital.
“So you’d rather he get another shot at me?”
I reached out and took Dom by the face. I don’t know what possessed me to do that, but I wanted him to understand what I was about to tell him. I knew that he still didn’t trust me no matter how much I wanted him to, but I couldn’t force it.
“Aren’t you tired of the bloodshed?” I asked.
Dom was breathing heavily, and I couldn’t stop myself from licking my lips as I looked at his dark eyes and felt his powerful arms so close to me.
“Fuck,” Dom muttered. It was the only warning I had before he reached out, tangled his hands in my hair, and pulled me forward. Our lips crashed together violently. Teeth, tongues, and lips fought for dominance, and I could feel myself getting wet.
It didn’t take much these days.
The difference was that I wasn’t about to let Dom spin me up just to pull away. Reaching down, I pulled at his belt, trying to get it off as quickly as possible.
Dom wretched his lips away from mine, and I whined at the loss of contact.
“Don’t stop,” I breathed out.
His arms wrapped themselves around my waist and he hoisted me up onto the top of the desk. My legs immediately parted to accommodate him. I was too full of desire to think about anything other than getting the dull ache inside of me satiated.
Dom reached in between my thighs, and I moaned loudly as his fingers grazed me through my panties. “Wet for me already?” he asked, his voice dark and deep.
I nodded and reached out to suck the lobe of his ear into my mouth. I’d discovered that he liked when I nibbled on his neck during sex.
“This isn’t going to be gentle,” he warned me as he reached down and ripped my panties to shreds.
I was panting and dripping at this point, and the ache inside of me was the only thing I could think of.
“Fuck me,” I ordered, pulling his belt from his pants and reaching down to pull his dick out of his pants.
If Dom was surprised by my words he said nothing. He lifted my skirt and lined himself up against me.
“Tell me if I hurt you,” he ordered.
It was the last thing he said before he thrust inside of me.
I screamed at the intrusion. There was a mixture of pleasure and pain as Dom thrust himself inside of my body. He didn’t wait for me to adjust before he started railing me against the desk.
