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“Agreed. We all make sacrifices for Allegra.” Even Irish mobsters. Who was my wife? She commanded allegiance from even the enemies of her family.
Ant and I parted ways in the hall. I opened the bedroom door, not entirely sure what to expect from Allegra. She sat on the balcony bundled in a blanket, watching the stars.
I tugged off my tie and unbuttoned my shirt as I crossed the room. “Were you waiting for me?”
She refused to look up at me as I stood beside her. “I feel like I’ve spent my whole life waiting for you.” She pulled the blanket tighter around her. “Is she still here?”
I sat in the chair next to her. “She’s leaving in the morning.”
“I don’t want to talk to you, and I don’t want to see you as long as she’s in this house. And I most definitely won’t be fucking you as long as she’s in your life.”
A slow smile found my lips.
“Do you think it’s funny?” She threw off the blanket and lurched to her feet.
“No.” I grabbed her wrist before she could walk away. “I don’t find it funny that you spoke of my private business in front of both our families.”
“Everyone already knew, Marco. You invited your mistress to our wedding. You put her in the room across from ours. She acted as if this was her wedding, her house, and she touched you like you belonged to her. You spent more time with her than you did with me, including last night.”
By the time she finished, she was flushed, her voice was raised, and her eyes were lit with fire.
“I’m tolerant to a point, topolina. Don’t mistake my leniency for weakness.” I held her wrist and pulled her back into the room. “I’m tired, and I’ve heard enough about Francesca.”
“I don’t want to hear her name either. I hate the way you say it. I hate that you think of her when you’re with me.”
I cradled her face in my palms. “When have I given you the impression I think of her when I’m with you?”
“I’ve only been with you, and I think about how you touch me all the time. Having you inside me completed me.” Tears slipped onto her cheeks, and I gathered them with my thumbs. “And you went to her.” She stepped away from me. “Don’t tell me you don’t think of her.” She pointed toward the door, and the room across the hall. “How could you not when two weeks ago, you were in bed with her.”
“I wasn’t in bed with her,” I roared.
“She was just in bedwith you,” she snapped.
“Yes, but I didn’t want her there.” I took a breath. She tempted my temper as no one ever had. I didn’t know whether I should kiss her to keep her from talking or fuck her so hard she’d only be able to scream my name.
When had I ever explained myself to anyone except my father? Yet, with Allegra, I felt the need to defend myself.
Her eyes told me everything. I’d broken her. It was what I’d wanted, only now, I hated what I’d done. The dark hole in my chest where I wanted to feel for my wife festered with rot, becoming septic with the mistrust between us. Lies we both clung to rather than admit to our secrets. My indiscretion with Francesca had been exposed, but Allegra still held onto hers.
“You want Francesca out of my life. Yet, you won’t give me the name of the man who holds your loyalty. You don’t want to share a bed. You don’t want to fuck your husband.”
“I said Iwouldn’tfuck you. I didn’t say I didn’t want to.” Her lips tightened with determination, and her arms crossed over her chest. “I hate that she sucked your dick. I hate you because I know you liked it.”
I growled. The zipper to my trousers bit into the hard swell of my cock. “If you want proof that I prefer your mouth, get on your knees.” I took a step toward her.
I’d risen in rank within the family because of my unflappable adherence to my pursuit of power. I’d been called brutal. I made men bleed.
For two years, I’d avoided the responsibility of marriage because I loathed the idea of being obligated to share any part of my life with Allegra Jilani.
Yet, now, I hated that any part of her life could exclude me. She was toxic to the control I needed to run my empire. I’d become addicted to the taste of her cunt. I couldn’t forget how good it felt to be inside her.
But I also couldn’t forget that she was somehow connected to the Irish. Once I discovered how, and if she had any connection to Luca, she’d discover why they referred to me as The Enforcer.
“I’m not fighting with you any more tonight. You’re my wife. You’re going to sleep in our fucking bed.”
“I’m not sleeping with you.” She grabbed the blanket, dragging it with her.
I banded my hand around her arm. “I don’t care if you stare at the ceiling all night and pray for my death.” I released her and yanked my shirt from my body. My cufflinks clattered against the wall as they popped from the sleeves. “You will be in my bed tonight and every night.” I unbuckled my trousers. “Get undressed, Allegra.”
