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“What am I going to do with you, Tatum? You drive me crazy. It’s bad enough I had the worst conversation with Grigore and then my father. My father insists that I stand by my oath to my clan. At one point, he even suggested Grigore come to check up on me. I barely managed to ward him off. I don’t know what to do. I don’t know how this will work. And then, you throw this bomb into my already crazy, dysfunctional life, and I have no idea what it is or how to deal with it.”
I always prided myself on keeping my cool. Sure, I was known to be feisty, but when it came to clan politics, my blood ran cold. I was logical, ruthless. This was different. I felt like everything was careening out of control.
He yanked me into his chest. Wrapping his arms around me, he embraced me tightly.
“The reason it doesn’t matter is because I’m never letting you go,” he swore. “Yes, there’s an old family secret. Yes, in an ideal world, I’d tell you and we’d decide together how to handle it. Maybe I shouldn’t have touched you, maybe I miscalculated and made the wrong decision, but it’s too late. I have touched you. I've pounded into that virgin cunt of yours and taken your cherry. My cock was smeared with your virgin blood. So yeah, game over. Do you hear me, Clara? Game. Over. You’re mine.”
He lifted my chin. “I don’t care what happens. I don’t care if I leave scorched earth behind to keep you safe. I’ll never put my interests before yours, and I’ll never abandon you. As for your father, we’ll figure it out together. It hurts, I know. He raised you and made you into the fine woman you are today, but I won’t stand by and allow him to ruin our relationship with his stubbornness. And I know just how stubborn older Romanian men can be—”
“Only the older ones?” I quipped with a snort. “What about you?”
One side of his mouth quirked up. “Sassy little bitch, aren’t you? Lucky for you, that’s how I like it.” His hand cupped my pussy. “Not going to lie, it doesn’t hurt that you melt under my touch and turn into my good little slut.”
I moaned against his mouth. When he used those filthy words on me, I melted for him just like he said. There was no explanation for it, but it was a turn-on to have him call me bad names in a soft whisper, laced with lust. No matter how I acted, he couldn’t help but want me.
“I’d never let anything happen to you, I swear,” he whispered the oath over my lips. “And your father…how is he going to be able to resist the combined power of our love? We will win him over, I know it.”
I wasn’t sure what the future held, but I did trust Tatum implicitly. His promise to never hurt or abandon me resonated in my heart, making me feel safe and loved and whole. Being left in the dark was a hard pill to swallow, but I loved this man to my core. I ached for him. I didn’t think I could live without him. I prayed I would never have that condition tested.
