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“Shaw, please.” She grasps my arm and tugs at me, but I ignore her and launch myself forward again. “Shaw. I’m begging you.” My knuckles split when I punch his face with such force a loud crack can be heard, and he falls to the floor.

I spin to face her, and taking in her reaction only enrages me more as tears streak her face for him.

Grabbing her hand, I march us up the corridor I just came from, and as Luca’s office comes into view, I can’t help the burst of excitement that flows through me when I consider my options.

It’s time I showed Emi and Luca what control looks like.

EMI

I’ve never seen Shaw so angry. Not even when he found out I was pregnant.

He practically throws me into Luca’s office, and I stumble to stay upright. He slams the door closed and turns to lock it while my eyes take in the empty room with relief.

Shaw tugs his bowtie from his shirt, throwing it to the floor. “Who the fuck is he?” He glares at me.

I’m so shocked by the evening’s events I can’t speak. The husband standing before me right now is unrecognizable.

His once-perfect white shirt is splattered in blood, his fists are tight, and his knuckles are bleeding. Those blue eyes are wild and full of hate, and his hair is disheveled.

“I asked you a fucking question. Now talk!” he yells, making me jump.

“His... his name is Aldo.”

Shaw takes a step closer to me, making me step back. “I didn’t ask his fucking name, Emi. I want to know who he is to you.”

I squeeze my eyes closed at the pain of who Aldo was to me. What do I tell him? I once thought he was my everything? That I was a silly girl with a crush, craving for some affection, so I risked our lives in order to get it.

“I liked him.”

“You liked him?” he mocks with a raised eyebrow.

His Adam’s apple bobs as hurt mars his handsome features.

“Do you love him?” His voice is low with a hint of vulnerability behind it, and he glances away as though he’s so hurt he’s unable to look at me.

I gasp. “No. Of course not.” I shake my head.

His eyes snap back to mine. “Was he the guy you kissed?”

I bite my lip and nod. “Yes.”

He flinches and makes a choking noise. “Have you let him touch you? Touch your pussy?”

“No. I swear I haven’t.” I take a step forward so he can see the truth behind my eyes, but it’s him who steps back this time.

“On your fucking knees.” He unbuckles his belt as I move to my knees, but I’m willing to do anything to reassure him.

He tugs down his zipper and takes out his hard cock, fisting it roughly in the process. “Those tears belong to me. Do you understand me? You only cry for me!” he bellows, making me flinch again.

“And I will make you cry, Emi. I’m going to shove my cock so far down your fucking throat you’ll forget anything other than my taste. I’ll fucking consume every morsel of you, like you do me.”

My heart jumps at his confession, but the hate in his eyes makes me realize this is nothing more than a power trip, control. This isn’t feelings toward me, this is possession. I belong to him; this is no different from the Mafia. A lump of hurt gathers in my throat, but I have no time to swallow it down because Shaw grips the back of my head with such force I whimper as he shoves his thick cock to the back of my throat with a slam of his hips, making his groin hit my face.

“Fuck.” He exhales loudly before thrusting back out, then repeating the motion. “Fuck.” He bends his head and spits in my face, his eyes filling with lust at his action.

My tongue tries to move, but his thick cock is wedged inside with complete control of my mouth, making me aware I’m nothing more than a hole for him to fuck. “Have you any idea how much I hate you right now?” My heart sinks, and I whimper at his words as he continues to thrust with aggression inside my mouth. “I hate you so fucking much.”Thrust.“You ruined my fucking life.” Tears spill down my face, and I feel like my body is going to give way at his devastating words, but the grip on my head holds me upright as he continues to use me.

“Fuck. It’s a good thing my wife is a hot fuck. I’m going to use your fucking holes like you use me, Emi.”Thrust.I splutter and try to gasp for air, but he’s relentless with his movements. I close my eyes to block out the hate oozing from his eyes. “Destroy you like you destroy me.”Thrust.

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