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“I can’t believe you did this,” I said.
“Can’t you?” was his only reply. “Did you think it would be more than a minor inconvenience to me, you running off to Vegas like this?” He shrugged, his smile growing wider. “I really should thank you since you actually ended up making things easier in the long run.”
“What do you mean?” I asked. He looked way too pleased with himself.
“I mean, we’re going to be married, Reina.”
My stomach dipped at the same time that troublesome lust surged. “Like hell we are. I’m going to walk out of here, and if you don’t let me, there will be a scene, and it’ll be so big, not even all the people you’ve bought off will be able to ignore it.”
He stood from his throne, sidling over to me, his big body looming over mine, and still he had that smug look of ownership on his face. The one that claimed he ownedme, the one that was destroying my panties. He calmly handed me his phone.
“I don’t think you will,” he said.
Confused, I looked at his phone, my heart constricting. The slight fear that had been at the edges of my consciousness raced to the forefront. On his screen were pictures of my best friends. Lynn in line at the grocery store, outside of her house. Andrew loading up one of his company trucks. Dozens more pictures of them.
“Those two are very important to you, aren’t they?” he asked. “It would be a shame if anything happened to them.”
Everything went ten shades of red, and I flew at him, scratching at whatever my hands could reach. He pinned my arms to my sides and pressed me against the wall, his face so close I had to close my eyes to keep from melting into his heated gaze. His lips grazed my cheek as he yanked my hands over my head, gripping my wrists together while his free hand roamed down my body. My nipples rose to greet him as he stroked my breasts, and I couldn’t help the soft moan that escaped my mouth.
“I hate you,” I cried, wanting to sound like a snarling wolf but only sounding like a bleating lamb.
His hand continued slowly down my body to rest on my stomach. “I don’t believe you,” he said. “Open your eyes and look at me, Reina.” I did as he commanded, instantly lost in his deep blue eyes. Damn him. My chest heaved as he splayed his fingers across my belly. “This child is mine, and so are you.”
When he pulled his hand away, for a split second, I was bereft, but he still held my hands tight above my head. He pulled a ring out of his pocket and forced it on my finger, then kissed my palm. I wanted to slap him, but the feel of his lips made me weak, more helpless than before he let go of me.
“We’re engaged now,” he said, his hand back on my breast, kneading, coaxing. “Don’t you want to enjoy this happy moment?”
He pulled me close to him, so I felt every inch of his hard desire against me. His mouth claimed mine, urging my lips to part for his questing tongue. The unquenchable lust that made me hate myself more than I hated him devoured me. I writhed against him, no longer wanting to fight that dark part of me that only wanted what he was offering—no, demanding.
“Yes,” I sobbed furiously, digging my fingertips into his muscular, unyielding chest. “I want to enjoy it.” I kept digging, then pushing, letting my head drop back as he held me close and slipped his hand between my thighs, fully awakening my insatiable need for him. “I want you inside me right now, hard and fast. Make me yours like you seem to think I am.”
He leaned back, momentarily stunned by my harsh words. I grabbed at the thick bulge pulsing through his pants. It only took me a second to get his cock free and I nearly cried with relief when it was in my hand. His hand covered mine to ease my fevered grip, then he sighed as I pumped him up and down, unable to take my eyes from his throbbing member.
With a low growl, he picked me up and slammed me against the wall, yanking down my jeans and panties with one swift motion. “Hold onto me, my queen,” he ordered, and I wrapped my legs around his waist.
He was deep inside me only a second later, pinning me to the wall like I’d been impaled. But it was oh-so-sweet, and exactly what I’d been craving since I’d been shoved into that room. He did as I begged, taking me hard and fast, his face buried in my hair. With every thrust, I got closer to the edge, holding on to him tighter. He found my clit while still holding me up and, as his fingers stroked me, I leaned back my head and screamed. He laughed as he gave one final thrust, which soon turned into a roar.
He staggered back with me in his arms, landing on his big brocade throne. Pulling me close, he tugged back my hair and kissed me deeply.
“My queen,” he murmured, still catching his breath.
“I hate you,” I answered, dropping my face to his chest and closing my eyes as his laughter rumbled up against my cheek.
Chapter 8 - Ivan
My blushing bride was stewing by herself on my private jet back to Miami. I didn’t mind, knowing I could raise her passion whenever I chose. We’d enjoyed a very nice but far too short honeymoon in my suite in Vegas, after our quickie wedding in one of the tacky chapels on the strip. Once she settled into her new life, perhaps I’d see if she wanted a better ceremony, maybe a reception afterwards. I couldn’t keep my eyes off her as she pretended to read the book she bought at the airport, the only thing she’d accept from me.
I was unaccountably fond of her and wanted to shower her with lavish gifts and attention, but once we were back home, I had to keep that under wraps. No one could know she meant so much to me, not with things being so tense with the Balakins. Even without that, the only people I truly trusted in my organization were my brothers. Anyone could turn on me at any time for the right price and up until now, there was no one special enough to me that an enemy could use against me. My brothers could hold their own, but I’d have sooner died than put Reina and my heir in danger.
She pouted the whole drive back to my mansion, and I was gratified to see her finally stop scowling when she saw the place.
“What happened to that apartment?” she asked, staring in awe at the huge house on the waterway.
“That’s only one of my properties. This is another, and the place where you’ll stay,” I explained.
Her eyebrows shot up. “You’re not staying here, too?”
I laughed at getting her to admit she cared, at least a little bit. She quickly went back to giving me the silent treatment after I assured her I would be living with her. No matter how much she said she despised me, her body said otherwise and she’d eagerly enjoyed every night of our honeymoon in Vegas. I might not be able to show how much I liked my little queen when others were around, but I could certainly show her in our private time together.
