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“Oh.” I’m a little taken aback at that and then from out of nowhere, I say angrily, “Excuse me, Killian, but my body is mine, actually. You don’t own me, nobody does.”
He turns slowly and stares at me in surprise as I plant my feet on the carpet with my hands on my hips and say stubbornly, “May I remind you this marriage contract is a business one? A mutually beneficial arrangement that you are paying me for. If this is what it involves, I may pass because I ran from one life of imprisonment and I can do it again.”
I think I’ve gone too far when a thunderous expression consumes his face and he stares at me with pure rage and I’m shocked when he moves past me and drags the fur throw off the bed, tossing it at me and growling, “Here. Cover yourself if you must. Now go to your room and change and meet me downstairs in thirty minutes.”
He stands by the open door and, feeling as if I’ve scored a victory somehow, I move past him, gripping the throw around my body, refusing to look at him as I pass. As the door slams shut behind me, I discover I’m shaking because something is telling me I just made a huge mistake when I answered him back.
CHAPTER24
KILLIAN
Nobody ever answers me back. I am enraged. Then again, Purity isn’t like anyone I’ve ever met and I kind of respect that about her. However, it wasn’t her request to cover up that enraged me. It was informing me she would leave that caused the blood to boil and the rage to filter through my veins like a fire out of control. Like fuck will she leave me. Over my dead body and I pace my room like a caged animal as I try to get my anger under control.
Nobody leaves me by choice—ever. Definitely not a woman like her. One I want. One who is perfect for me. I need to regain control because this could end very badly for her if I believed for one second she will betray me.
I won’t allow it. I will lock her in her room and throw away the key if she even hints at leaving me again and as I dress, my mind works hard to formulate a plan where she will have no choice but to stay.
The fact I’ve fucked her with no protection should seal her fate. If she’s not pregnant already, she soon will be. She hasn’t even considered birth control. Why would she? It was probably never discussed and probably forbidden in that crazy town she ran from.
I sense the rage seeping away as I picture her swollen with my child. The final nail in her coffin because I know she will never take a child from its father. I understand her already and love her fierce sense of right from wrong. She will consider it her duty to be the perfect mother and so if I must make her pregnant to keep her, I will.
I finally calm down and dress in a casual outfit of black chinos and a black button-down polo shirt. The brown leather belt is my only concession to color. I grab a short jacket to hide my gun that is strapped against my shoulder and as I leave the room, I promise things will be very different when I return. I won’t be alone anymore. I will have a wife and soon a family. My life begins today, and I will make it everything I ever wanted.
I am quite upbeat when I meet Saint in the dining room and note the coffee already waiting at my place setting.
James hovers nearby to fetch what I desire, and I nod at Saint, who takes a seat beside me.
“Anything to report?” I ask, and he nods.
“The priest will be at the house at three pm. Your family is expecting us, and everything has been arranged.”
“Perfect.”
I reach for my phone and note the message waiting from Gina and press to listen. It’s a recording of her conversation with Purity, reminding me that Gina never passes an opportunity by for information, no matter how trivial it may be.
When I hear Purity’s sweet voice, it makes me smile and yet by the time the conversation ends, I am angry again. I shouldn’t be. She has stated fact, but I don’t want anyone else thinking she is anything but madly in love with me. The fact I don’t love her and probably never will won’t matter. It doesn’t sit well with me knowing she is playing me at my own game.
“Problem?” Saint raises his eyes and I shake my head. “Nothing that can’t be solved.”
I reach for my coffee as Purity enters the room and I swear every part of my body responds to her.
She is dressed in a black pant suit, her hair soft and flowing around her shoulders in direct contrast to the dark fabric encasing her body. Her face is fresh and free from make-up, and she smells amazing. Like a breath of fresh air that I need to inhale to rid my head of the disturbing thoughts swirling around it. She is so innocent, so pure, and yet I want to tear it apart and watch her burn.
She smiles sweetly at James and Saint and says softly, “Good morning. What a pleasant one it is.”
They both nod and return her greeting and as she takes her seat beside me, she smiles like a sweet angel and says, “You look nice.”
Saint coughs and then pushes his chair back and says quickly, “I’ll prepare for our departure.”
James steps forward quickly and asks what she would like for breakfast and her eyes widen. “I have a choice?”
She turns to me for guidance, and I say, “Fruit and yogurt to begin, followed by two poached eggs medium on sourdough.”
James nods and pours her a coffee before he leaves to deal with her order.
“I can’t believe you live like this,” she says, her eyes wide as she gazes around her. “Back in Heaven, we ate oats for breakfast with a dash of honey on weekends. You really are living the dream, Killian.”
“Tell me about your life there.” I say with sudden curiosity.
