Page 27 of Ruthless Prince


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“I don’t believe he’ll ever appreciate it.”

“True, but I don’t care.” I knew it. He actually enjoys goading my father. “You’re mine and he knows it, so he’ll have to get used to it once we’re married. You’re going to be carrying my children and they aren’t going to appear out of thin air.”

He kisses me roughly and helps me into the shower. “Where are you going?”

“To use the other shower because there is no way I’m showering with you and keeping my hands to myself.”

“Okay.” I wash up, noticing the unopened bottles of my favorite shampoos, which they don’t have here in Russia. The man had prepared for my arrival. How could I ever doubt his love for me? Once I’m done, I wrap myself in his fluffy towels and head into his bedroom. There’s just one problem: my clothes, especially my panties, aren’t fit to wear back to his parents’ today.

“Damn, Princess, you look so delectable.” I stare at him with his towel wrapped just around his waist, water glistening on his broad chest, the smattering of hair darkened by the wetness. I want to run my hands over him. “Stop looking at me like that. I need to feed you and when you look at me like that, the only thing I want to stuff down your throat is my big cock.”

“Well, that can be for dessert,” I tease, giving him a wink. “Also, I might remind you I don’t have any clothes except the ones I wore here.”

He scoffs. “Come, my lovely bride.” He takes my hand and opens the door leading to his insanely large closet that makes my mother’s closet look small. She’s seriously going to lose hermind when she sees this. “This is your section here. I had these brought in over the past couple of months.”

My eyes nearly pop out of my head and my mouth falls open. “Are you serious?” I don’t think I’ve ever seen a closet so large.

“Why not? I figured you would need a lot of clothes as my wife. Now, you’ll have a pretty dress and shoes for tomorrow. Some undergarments, I suppose. My mother and sister did all the shopping for me, so I would be surprised if there aren’t any. I hope it’s to your liking.”

“It is, Ilya. It’s perfect.”

“It’s missing one thing.” He takes my hand and slides my ring onto my finger. “Perfect. Don’t ever take it off again.”

“I won’t.” I stand on my tiptoes and kiss his scruffy chin.

“Let’s get some food inside both of us because we need it. If you keep it up, I’m going to fuck you all over again. Look at what you did. I’m already getting hard, and we both need our strength.” I stare down at his massive cock and groan. It’s so perfect, and I lick my lips.

“No, you will have to wait. Food first.” He wags his finger at me, and I nod.

“Yes, my future husband.” He carries me to bed and finds his shirt there. “I was wearing that earlier.”

“Put it back on,” he growls. He flips it the right way and hands it to me. I slip it on, and I watch as his eyes darken, lust filling them.

“Uh-oh,” I squeal, jumping on the bed. He pounces on me, and our meal has to wait a little longer.

****

I wake up, and Ilya has been busy this morning because the bed is cold, which pisses me off. I climb out of it and find him in his office working on documents. It’s then I remember that he’s actually a busy man. Since I fell in love with him, my plans have revolved around being his wife and nothing more. Never once had I considered what I wanted to be other than Mrs. Ilya Semyonov. As his wife, I didn’t need to do a damn thing, and he wouldn’t want me to have a career because the risk to my safety would be too intense.

“Do you need any help?” I ask as if I know what to do.

“I could really use some assistance.”

“Oh yeah?” I answer.

“Yes, here. My lips are terribly lonely.” Smiling, I walk over around his desk and plant myself in his lap before kissing his lips.

When I step back, I bat my eyelashes and ask, “Did I do a good job?”

“Fabulous, but I’m going to need that job done on a permanent basis.”

“I believe I’m up to the task.” I could kiss this man all day long and never get bored.

He rubs my back and tugs at the bottom of my long hair. “So are you hungry?”

“A little.”

“My chef will make us some food shortly.”

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