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Lost in a haze of pure pleasure, I lay there, feeling his blackened heart beat furiously against my chest as reality seeped back in.
Oh God.
What did I just do?
Chapter Twelve
Illyria
“Get the hell off me. You weigh a ton,” I moaned, trying to move the unmovable. Sighing, Maxim slowly removed himself from my body and stood, tucking his semi flaccid cock back in his pants.
Sitting up, I groaned, “You didn’t use a condom, asshole.”
He smirked. “I don’t need to. You’re my wife.”
“You get me pregnant, I will abort it,” I threatened, walking towards the closet I had in my office, when his powerful hand gripped my upper arm and threw me against the wall. Before I could blink, his other hand tightened around my neck as he pinned me to the wall. “I should kill you for that alone and save myself the grief.”
I growled, “Take your hands off me. Now.”
He didn’t move.
His face was so close to mine I could smell what mouth wash he used and when his hand slightly tightened, I narrowed my eyes. “I hate you.”
“So you keep saying,” he replied, releasing me.
My throat ached, but I refused to give him the satisfaction of showing him he hurt me. It wouldn’t do any good. He only cared about himself and his needs. He got what he wanted, so I didn’t know why he was still loitering around.
Reaching into my closet, I grabbed a clean suit. I knew Maria kept a few of them in there for me, just in case. Picking one, I quickly changed. Once dressed, I turned to find him sitting in my chair behind my desk, watching me intently.
“We need to talk.”
I huffed, shaking my head. “We have nothing to say to each other.”
“Our secret is out. You need to accept that and let me take you to my home upstate, where you will be safe.”
“I’m not going anywhere with you. Nothing has changed.”
“Everything’s changed,Moya Lyubovand you know it.”
“I don’t know jack-shit.”
Maxim sighed, getting to his feet, buttoning his suit. “Have it your way,wife. I will allow you your freedom. For now.”
Slowly, I turned my head towards him and seethed, “Allow?”
“Allow,” Maxim reiterated, as he walked to the door. “Whether you like it or not, you are my wife and no one is taking you away from me. Especially you. I will have some of my men at your disposal.”
I knew what that meant.
Disposal. He was going to have his goons watch me every fucking second of the day. Probably even when I slept.
Fuck that.
“I don’t need your henchmen watching my every move.”
Max shrugged but said nothing as he walked out of my office, leaving me standing there, alone.
The second I heard the front door of the club slam shut, I dropped to my knees and cried.
