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She looks at me cautiously as she stands in her black leggings and an oversized cream-colored sweatshirt. Her hair is tied up in a messy bun on top of her head, and somehow she’s sexy without even trying.
My cock is already straining toward her—wanting her desperately.
I fold my arms, telling her I trust her to handle this as my smirk grows larger.
Her eyes cut from me to him. She lets her eyes go up and down his body, assessing him. She takes her time examining him—from his tight dark jeans, to his fitted dark shirt, to the tattoos creeping out from his biceps down his arms. She studies every part of his body except his face. When her eyes finally meet his, she says, “Hmm, I think you’re too small to be a mafia boss.” Her eyes cut to his crotch. “And definitely too small to be my husband.”
The other guys watching snicker, and my eyes heat. I love seeing her sassy mouth being used to take down someone other than me.
“I’m plenty big enough, sweetheart—” He grabs her ass.
She slaps him hard across the cheek, and then I yank her to me. I growl at him before punching him right where she slapped him, knocking him on his ass.
“Touch what’s mine again without my permission, and it will be the last thing you do,” I say.
His face flushes red, and the guys in the hallway laugh.
I pull Rialta tighter against me, wrapping my arm possessively around her waist as we walk into the apartment together. The second I shut the door behind us, she lets out a long breath, like she’s been holding it the entire time. Her head rests on my shoulder like she needs me to stay close.
I don’t let go of her, giving her time to take in what just happened.
“You did well,” I say.
She nods against my chest, and then she looks up at me. “It’s going to get worse, isn’t it?”
“Probably.”
She nods again.
It’s all going to get worse.The men testing me. The Retribution Kings attacking. And the man who will hunt her to the end of the earth will eventually kill her and me—if her father and his men don’t do it first.
“Get me pregnant,” she says.
I blink, not sure I heard her correctly.
“That will at least fix one problem. The Corsi men will respect you if you knock me up, and I’m carrying the next heir. They’ll have to. It won’t solve all of our problems, but it will at least solve one.”
She’s right, but I know she doesn’t want to get pregnant. That’s why she made the bet with me.
And I don’t really care if I get her pregnant or not. A child is the last thing on my mind. Any child of mine would be fatherless, and that seems like a cruel thing to do to someone so innocent.
But I realize what she’s doing by telling me to get her pregnant. She’s telling me that I’m her future. That she’s accepted her fate. And if the heat in her eyes is anything to go by—she’s telling me that she wants me to fuck her, but she’s too scared to ask outright.
“If you want me to fuck you, wife, all you have to do is ask,” I purr.
She swallows hard. “Husband, will you please fuck me?”
Chapter32
Rialta
Lennox likesit when I beg. I can see how his eyes darken, and his cock hardens beneath his jeans when I beg him to fuck me—my voice sweet and sultry as I ask.
It turns me on, too, although I don’t want to admit it. I don’t want to want him.
And yet I do.
I want him so fucking badly; I’m willing to chance getting pregnant with his baby.
