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“How?” she cries out.
“It was a contract between families. Not to mention, my father’s only other available son has yet to be born.”
I also doubt Natalia would be comfortable with promising him to a woman over two decades older. She already hates the logic of arranged marriages.
Neomi steps farther into the room. “Is Luca married?”
“No,” I snap. “Nor does he want to be.”
Luca has made it clear he dreads the day he’ll have to tie the knot.
She wrings her hands together. “Can we fix that?”
“Luca isn’t marrying one of your sisters.” My tone is sharp, like my father’s when he makes a final decision.
She inches closer. “Is he promised to someone?”
“Not either of your sisters.” I open a drawer and pretend to rifle through its contents.
“I want to protect my sisters, Benny.” She sits in the rickety wooden chair in the corner of the room. “Please give me that.”
“There’s nothing I can do, Neomi.” I slam the drawer shut. “End of discussion. If that’s all you came here for, there’s the door.”
My headache is intensifying.
As soon as she leaves this room, I’m calling Luca—not to inform him to start searching for groomsmen, but to tell him to get his ass here so I can leave. I need a break from this infuriating woman.
Neomi is quiet as she stands, and I grab my phone, waiting for her to exit. Instead of walking toward the doorway, she rounds the desk toward me. When she unclips her hair from the back, it falls onto her shoulders, and water droplets hit the wood floor.
My cock stirs when she reaches me. Turning, I wheel my chair out farther, and it smacks against the wall. Neomi steps between my legs, as if I’d invited her.
Not that I’d kick her out though.
The scent of her coconut shampoo envelops me. Raising my hands, I clasp them around her waist, holding her in place. Her breathing quickens, goose bumps crawling up her skin as a reminder of the trouble she’s starting.
She clutches my shoulders. “Please, Benny.”
A gasp leaves her when I pick her up, settle her onto the desk, and switch positions. Now, I’m standing between her open legs. Half her ass is hanging off the edge of the desk. I lick my lips when I look down to see her nightie pushed up her thighs, showing off her black lace panties that barely cover anything.
My little wife wandered down here to seduce me.
It’s time for a little payback.
What a stupid, stupid woman to think she can pull my strings.
“I don’t accept pussy as payment for a contract.” I capture her chin, push it up, and force her eyes to meet mine.
She squeezes her eyes shut. “What will you accept then?” She cringes harder with each word escaping her plump lips.
My thumb brushes along her bottom lip. “What happened?”
Her eyes shoot open. “What?”
“You came down here, offering your pussy on a platter, out of nowhere.” I lightly slap her cheek a few times. “But I’m not like other men, Neomi. I’m not thirsty enough to sign away people’s lives to get a taste of your sweet pussy.”
I lower my hand from her cheek to her jaw, caressing it before shoving my hand down. I’m rough as I clutch her throat.
She glares at me, but doesn’t attempt to break free.
