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“Sasha, you are my wife and my partner, and both you and Misha are a part of my family now. Of course I care about—”
“God, can you stop this nonsense?” I finally blow up and step toward Louis, pushing his chest so hard that he stumbles backward. “How dare you talk about care and trust after everything that happened? You are a jerk, Louis Messina.”
His eyes widen for a moment before he clenches his jaw, glaring at me with dangerous fire in his eyes. But it’s too late for me to care about the consequences. His closeness makes my heart ache and my body burn with the desire to either have him or kill him.
“You have no shame and no fucking heart, and I don’t care what you think about me, but I will nevereverbe your partner again!”
I stop just a couple of inches from him, breathing heavily and glaring at him with my head pushed back to see his face properly. God, I hate the height difference between us. It used to do things to me when Louis was manhandling me in bed and basically doing whatever he wanted with my body.
I can still feel the strength and warmth of his body just from standing so close to him, and it makes my heart beat faster. Goddamnit. I have to get out of here before I do something stupid. So I clench my jaw, straighten my spine, and raise my chin in a posture of confidence.
“Good night, dear husband. Hope you never wake up again,” I say with what hopefully sounds like disdain and move to walk past him—but suddenly Louis catches my shoulders and forces me back into my place. “What are you—”
“So you still want to pretend like you hate me?” he almost growls, looking at me with fire in the dark depths of his eyes, pushing me to walk backward.
Pretend? I huff mockingly and try to get out of his grip—but his hands are too strong. Louis holds my shoulders tightly enough to have complete control over my arms, and my hands can’t reach him properly. He forces me to walk back all the way to the wall, and I stumble a few times, losing my heels and hissing curses at him.
“And what are you gonna do now?” I say, looking into his eyes with a mocking chuckle as soon as my back hits the wall. Louis is practically looming over me, but I’m too hot and angry to feel scared. “I thought you promised to keep me from harm, but I guess that was just another pile of bullshit, wasn’t it?”
“Oh, I’m not gonna harm you.” Louis smirks, but it looks almost predatory, sending a wave of hot shivers under my skin. “I’m gonna make you feel good.”
“You bast—”
But his lips cut off my protests, and I can only try to pull away, but the back of my head hits the wall. Goddamnit. I purse my lips, shut my eyes, and try to hit him with my fists, but his grip doesn’t give me enough room to swing my hands properly. My blows end up being too weak to do him any harm, and I…I realize that I’m losing my strength from his kiss.
No matter how hard I try to keep my mind focused, my body quickly succumbs to the warmth of his lips on mine and his hands on my shoulders. Wherever we touch, I feel his heat even through the layers of my dress and his bathrobe, and it spreads deep under my skin. Desire tightens my guts, forcing my muscles to relax and my heart to beat faster, and all too late I find myself responding to his kiss.
As soon as I realize it, though, I try to get away from him with renewed vigor, slapping his back and meekly kicking his legs. No, I’m not gonna be such easy prey to him! I hum into his lips and, without a second thought, bite into his lower lip. It finally makes Louis pull back with a hiss, and I can’t help a triumphant smile.
“So what? Got it?” I tell him mockingly, pausing my attempts to push him away, and Louis glares at me with blood on his lip.
“All I got is that you still want me.”
What? No, you idiot!
But before I can say anything, Louis suddenly wraps his arms around my back, lining my elbows against my waist, and picks me up. I gasp as soon as my feet get off the ground, and my whole body freezes in his grip. I don’t want to get out of his arms only to end up on the floor with a bruise, okay?
“I hate you,” I grumble through my teeth, keeping my gaze away from his face, but it doesn’t impress Louis.
“Your body doesn’t think so.”
I roll my eyes and scoff, but damn it, he’s kinda right. My pulse is fast, and my body is on fire, burning with the desire to get him closer. It’s been almost ten years since we had sex, but the memories of it come up in my mind all too quickly, reminding me howgoodit felt to be completely in his power.
Maybe just one time? It wouldn’t do me any harm—but no, shit, how can I even think about it?
I shut my eyes, trying to pull myself together, and that’s exactly when Louis drops me on the bed. God, why is it so easy for him to handle me, and why is my body so weak for him?
“Damn animal,” I grumble, just to remind him what I truly think about him, but Louis only chuckles and presses a quick kiss to my lips.
His hands caress my face and my neck and slide down my sides, making me writhe underneath him—and before I know it, Louis grabs my hips and forces me to roll onto my stomach. I flail my arms in surprise, blindly feeling the mattress and trying to push myself up, but he quickly catches my wrists and pulls them behind my back.
“Don’t tell me you don’t like it,” Louis murmurs into my ears, and I can feel his fingers tracing the lines of my corset. God, why does it make me tremble?
I keep my eyes closed and bite my lip, refusing to say anything, but I can’t find it in me to keep fighting him. Everything inside of me is tight and heated, only waiting for him, and even my thoughts become blurry and lost. The embers of anger are still glowing in me, but the fire of desire is burning bright enough to take over, and I can’t help it.
I want Louis.
With one hand still holding my wrists, Louis unties my corset, pulls the laces out, and a second later, I feel him wrapping them around my wrists. Oh god. I bury my face into the mattress, refusing to show him any signs of arousal, but he knows me too well.
