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I couldn’t be around her tonight; instead, I made my way to one of the guest rooms.

CHAPTER 35

JULIANA

I woke in the morning still feeling exhausted and it took a few seconds for the memories of yesterday to come tumbling back into my consciousness. I opened my eyes and quickly turned around to look at Marco’s side of the bed. He hadn’t slept here.

I looked down at myself and saw that I was still dressed. I must have fallen asleep in the car on the way back from the airport, and he must have carried me up and put me to bed.

I carefully got out of bed and silently walked over to the bedroom door. I wasn’t sure why I was being so quiet, unless it was because of the niggling fear within me. I held my breath as I tried the bedroom door handle. I shouldn’t have been surprised, but I was when I found that it was locked.

I went back and sat on the bed and waited.

After a short time had passed, I decided that I couldn’t sit here and do nothing. I got up and went to the bathroom to take a shower. I took off yesterday’s clothes and stood under the scalding water in the shower. It felt good to wash away some of the anxiety from yesterday as I felt the water cascading over my body.

I took my time shampooing and conditioning my hair, before soaping my body. Then I stood under the powerful spray, letting the hot water ease the tension in my shoulders. I closed my eyes and savored the hot rivulets running down my body.

My scalp prickled. I opened my eyes to find Marco standing at the bathroom door, staring at me.

“Hi,” I squeaked.

But he didn’t respond. He stalked over to the shower. “Get out.”

I swallowed the lump in my throat, slowly reaching out to turn off the water. When the water stopped, I turned around and faced Marco.

“Out.”

I stepped out of the shower. As I reached for a towel, he grabbed my arm and hauled me into the bedroom. “Wait, I have to dry first.”

He ignored me. When we reached the foot of the bed, he spun around to face me.

The look in his eyes was wild and I took a step back from him, but he still had his hand grasping my arm and he yanked me back toward him.

MARCO

She looked fearful, but I didn’t care.

“Are you scared of me, beautiful?”

She didn’t reply, her eyes huge and wary as she watched me.

“Answer me,” I demanded, her lack of response angering me further.

“I—I don’t know,” she whispered.

What sort of fucking answer was that?

With one hand I held onto her wrist, feeling her racing pulse, while my other hand unbuckled my belt and pushed my pants and boxer briefs down.

I shoved my fingers between her legs. I could feel the slippery juices of her sex. “Fuck, you’re already wet for me.”

She shook her head at me as if attempting to persuade me otherwise.

I gave a cruel laugh. “Your soaking pussy doesn’t lie, beautiful.”

I pushed down on her shoulder and forced her to kneel in front of me, her blue eyes widening as they came level with my straining erection. She had given me quite a few blow jobs over the last few weeks, but they had always been on her terms.

Today that would change.

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