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I flick through the apparel but realize most of them are a size or two smaller than I actually am. If I am pregnant, nothing will fit for very long with my swelling belly. I grab a stretchy black dress that might still fit. As much as I want to choose a sweatshirt and leggings, I need to feel powerful around Andrea and his men.
When I walk back into the bathroom, Andrea is still leaning against the doorframe with lust-filled eyes.
My skin crawls under his gaze, but I know exactly how I’m going to handle him. I drop the towel and watch his jaw drop as he takes in my naked body. His gaze starts with my breasts and then drops to my legs and everything in between.
Quickly, I grab the gun on the counter and aim it at his heart.
His lips curl into a wicked grin. “Masterful, my darling.”
“If you don’t want a bullet in your chest, I suggest you go wait in my bedroom and never come into my bedroom or bathroom again without my permission.”
He puts his hands up casually, clearly unworried that I’d really shoot him. It makes me want to shoot him just to prove a point. I’m very willing to shoot and kill anyone who crosses me, and I’ve had enough of being controlled by men.
He exits the bathroom and shuts the door behind him.
I let out a breath, calming myself and setting the gun down on the counter. Keeping an eye on the bathroom door, I get dressed, blow dry my hair, and put on some makeup—forcing Andrea to wait half an hour for me.
I’m impressed that he actually had the patience to wait and not barge in, barking orders at me.
Finally, I strap on some heels and find a purse in the closet for my gun before opening the bathroom door.
Andrea is occupying one of the two chairs in the sitting area. He stands up with a soft smile when he sees me.
“You’re worth the wait. You’re stunning, Rialta.”
I nod, flipping my long, dark hair to the side.
He motions for me to sit in the chair opposite him. I do, holding a confident gaze on Andrea as I walk. His eyes devour the curves of my body in this skintight dress.
We both take a seat.
“Now, what did you come here to discuss?” I ask.
He tilts his head, his eyes still perusing my body and lingering a long time on the swell of my breasts. “Always so down to business with you, baby. I just wanted to talk.”
“I’m not your baby, Andrea.”
“No, I know you need time. You just lost the man you love. And we haven’t killed your husband yet. But I’ve been in love with you for a long time, Rialta. Soon you’ll realize you and I belong together.”
I don’t argue with him. I’m not sure how I want to proceed. Do I actually want Andrea, or should I take my chances with the next guy my father will choose for me?
“I’m not sure I’ll ever be ready for a relationship again.”
Andrea takes my hand. “You will, baby, you will.”
I nod, letting him hold my hand.
“I know you loved Kit, but he wasn’t your destiny. You knew that—that’s why you married Lennox. Lennox was wrong for you in many ways, but it’s a good thing you were only together a short time. It will be easy for you to move on, and your marriage won’t even be remembered by anyone in a year’s time. There will be no real consequences. He didn’t knock you up yet, and…”
I fidget in my seat.
Andrea’s eyes are hyper-focused on my reaction to his words.
“Did he hurt you?”
My heart slows, realizing he didn’t just figure out I might be pregnant.
“Yes,” I mutter.
