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ALEJANDRO

I looked sideways at Alana as we drove along the coast. The red mark beneath her eye was now turning into a purple bruise and I felt a surge of anger at the man who had dared to put his hands on her. It was coupled with my frustration that she had been reckless enough to put herself in danger like that.

I didn’t know the full story yet, and I would wait until we got to the house before I got the truth from her.

I’d been in a meeting when the receptionist had interrupted me to tell me my wife was on the phone. I’d thought it was someone playing a prank at first. Why would Alana phone the hotel rather than my cell? But, I couldn’t take the chance of ignoring it. Then as soon as I’d heard her voice, I’d known something was wrong.

I’d left the hotel without a second thought, leaving Jax to finish my meeting for me. I’d thought of nothing but getting to her and making sure she was okay. The fear that someone had hurt her because of me, only eclipsed by my anger.

Then I’d walked into that diner and saw her sitting there — hurt and alone, nursing a cup of coffee and my heart had almost stopped beating in my chest.

I’d been so fucking angry with her. But when she’d told me about how difficult it had been to adjust to her new life, I’d realized that I’d never even considered the fact that she had given up her whole life and identity to marry me.

It was something I hadn’t wanted to think about and I’d never intended to. When I’d married her, I couldn’t have cared less about her, but this woman was worming her way into my affections and my heart and I couldn’t do a thing to stop it.

And while I knew that she hadn’t made those sacrifices for me, she had made them because she was a woman who was loyal to the people she loved. And even if her father didn’t deserve her loyalty or her love, she gave it anyway.

I’d decided in that moment that I’d take her away from it all. I would be the husband, and give her the life, that she deserved — if only for a few days.

ALANA

We’d been driving all afternoon and I was starting to feel a little less uneasy about where we were going. Alejandro seemed to get more relaxed the further we drove from LA We’d stopped for lunch at a diner, and then he’d stopped at a gas station a few miles back to fill up again, and had also bought a few bags of groceries. I’d offered to help, but he’d insisted I stay in the car.

We listened to the radio and I enjoyed watching the scenery go by. When we hit Santa Cruz, I wondered how much further up the coast we’d be going. I must have fallen asleep because it was dusk when I opened my eyes at Alejandro’s prompting.

‘We’re here, princess,’ he said as he gently squeezed my thigh. I blinked as I looked around me. We were parked next to a beautiful little house on a beach.

‘Where are we?’ I asked as I rubbed my eyes.

‘If I told you, I’d have to kill you,’ he said with a wicked grin. Then seeing the look of bewilderment on my face, he added. ‘This is my secret hideaway. Nobody knows about the place. I don’t get out here as much as I’d like. But one day, I’m going to come here and never go back,’ he said as he stared out of the windshield at the ocean.

‘You sure you could just up and leave everything and everyone behind?’ I asked him.

He turned in his seat and stared at me. ‘Not everyone,’ he said. Then he shook his head. ‘Daydreams. That’s all they are. Come on. Let’s get inside.’

He unclipped his seatbelt and climbed out of the car and I followed suit.

As I walked around the side of the car, he grabbed me by the hand and pulled me towards him. Then he pushed me against the car door, pressing the full weight of his body against me so I could barely move. It was as though that brief moment of vulnerability had made him determined to remind me who was in control.

He grabbed my chin with one of his large hands and then kissed me roughly. ‘Turn around,’ he growled.

I obeyed. What choice did I have? Alone with him in the middle of God knows where. At least that was what I told myself — that I had no choice. But, in my heart, I knew that I did. I submitted to him because I wanted to.

I placed my hands on top of the car and he pinned his body against mine again until my breasts were pressed against the drivers side window. His fingers reached lower until they found the hem of my dress. He lifted it slowly, over my thighs, my hips and then all the way up my body and over my head until I was standing in my bra and panties.

The chill of the evening breeze danced over my skin and I shivered. I felt his warm fingers on my back as he expertly unhooked my bra and then he slid it down over my arms, letting my heavy breasts fall free. When he pressed me back against the car, I gasped at the cold glass on my skin.

‘I think part of your punishment should be that you have no panties to wear for this entire trip, princess. What do you think?’ he whispered in my ear. Before I could protest, he hooked his fingers into each side of my lace panties and tore them over my soft flesh, shredding them easily with his strong hands.

I whimpered as I stood naked and pressed to the car. This beautiful machine that I was about to be fucked against.

‘Open your legs,’ he barked and I obviously didn’t respond quickly enough because he kicked at my ankles to hurry me along.

His hands roamed over my back and ass and he growled. Despite the cool night air, my body felt like it was on fire and I writhed beneath his touch.

‘I’m going to give you your punishment now, so we can enjoy the rest of our trip without you worrying about it. Okay?’ he breathed in my ear.

‘Yes,’ I whispered.

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