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Entering my office, I shut the door behind me when he kicked it open. The door slammed hard against the wall.

“Get out.”

“We’re not done.”

“Oh yes, we are or have you forgotten already?”

“I haven’t forgotten anything,Moya Lyubov. Just like the fact that you are still my wife!”

“A technicality I am trying to fix.”

“Don’t push me on this, Illyria. I gave you your space. Now our secret is out. It’s time for you to take your place at my side.”

“You gave me space?” I narrowed my eyes, glaring at him. “You were fucking another woman! In our bed!”

Maxim shouted, “I did it to protect you!”

“You did it to punish me because I refused to be your docile wife!”

“I never asked you to be docile!”

I laughed.

Oh God, did I laugh.

So much so that I grabbed my stomach to stop the pains. From the moment I met Maxim, it was his way or no way at all. He didn’t want a partner. He wanted a feeble woman. A woman he could control and order around while she popped out his kids. He wanted the life he lived without any complications in the bedroom.

“Petrovitch knows about you. Or did you miss that part?”

Sobering, I glared at him. “No. Montana’s men figured it out because Benson is an idiot and wrote what he learned in pencil then erased it. That doesn’t mean Petrovitch knows we’re married.”

“If a nosey kid can figure it out, how long before Petrovitch does? You are no longer safe.”

“Safer away from you than with you.”

“Don’t push me on thisMoya Lyubov. I vowed to protect you at all costs.”

“Too bad that didn’t include my heart.”

Maxim growled, yanking me against him. “I will never apologize for protecting you. I will do whatever, whomever, I must if it means you are safe.”

“I fucking hate you!”

“That’s good enough for me,” he growled, right before he claimed my mouth in a crushing kiss. Without missing a beat, his hands groped to my ass, squeezing my cheeks tightly as he swiftly lifted me off my feet, turning me until my back hit the wall of my office. Growling into my mouth, he took the kiss deeper as I pressed my body against his. Grabbing a handful of his thick, silky black hair, I yanked hard, biting his lip.

Blind fury flamed in his gray eyes, mirroring my anger.

“Bastard.”

He chuckled, grinding his hard cock against my wet pussy. One fucking look was all it took, and I was putty in his hands. He fucking knew it and so did I. The man was dangerous. A caution I heeded for the last year. What we were about to do was a massive mistake. There would be no going back if I allowed myself to fall victim to his charms again.

“Wife,” he growled, his eyes never leaving mine, challenging me to deny him.

This was such a bad fucking idea.

Good thing I never listened to my inner conscience.

Reaching between us, I cupped his hard cock before squeezing hard, eliciting a groan from him. Max cursed, grabbing my face brutally kissing me with the fierceness and anger he felt.

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