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He watched me. “I find I wish to marry you immediately,” he said. “I have a penthouse suite on the strip and there is no waiting period.”
I stared at him as the car began to move. “Are you sure?” I said.
He looked at me and said nothing. The same indifferent mask he had worn at our first meeting had fallen back into place, and I realized I had glimpsed, for a second, the man behind what had to be a carefully constructed facade. I had breached his defenses, and he was reasserting his control.
Somehow, the knowledge calmed me. He was human after all, and I could reach him. My fears eased a little and I licked my lips.
“All right,” I said. “Let's go.”
The car rolled through the city streets.
*
The sun was sinking in the sky when Anton's private jet touched down in Las Vegas. He had relegated himself to the front of the aircraft, telling me it was bad luck to see me before the wedding, though I privately suspected he was still recovering from whatever had rocked him in the dressing room. Whatever the reason, I was glad to give him space. He had requested I tell no one about our pending wedding, and I abided by that request. I didn't really want to talk to anyone anyway. I was too busy thinking.
Two separate cars met us at the airport, and when we arrived at the chapel he had chosen I was hustled by strangers into a dressing room, illuminated by a window looking out on the setting desert sun and a buzzing fluorescent light.
Inside there hung two pieces of clothing: one beautiful—and elegant—wedding gown, and one corset.
The corset was like no corset I'd ever seen before. It looked like someone had forgotten to add the top half. A pair of lace panties were laid over the chair in the corner, a white lace garter belt and white stockings sat next to them, and two white satin pumps with the highest heels I'd ever seen sat on the floor.
I took the corset off the door and tried to figure out how to put it on.
A few minutes later I was still studying it and trying not to think about what was about to happen when a knock came on the door. I retreated to the far side of the room where a screen stood and hid behind it, only leaving my head poking out from around the corner. “Come in!”
The door opened and Anton entered.
My breath caught.
He looked incredible, his dark hair spilling over his collar, his green eyes perfectly accented by the elaborate gray ascot he wore. The vest was of the same gray pattern, and tucked into his pocket was a dusky purple flower I couldn't identify.
For the barest of moments I felt giddy that I was marrying this man. Given my track record, that I was getting married at all was a pretty big accomplishment.
Then I realized something.
“It's bad luck to see the bride before the wedding,” I told him.
“It would be worse luck if I could not enjoy the wedding,” he told me. Whatever he had planned, it sent a shiver up my spine. I lifted my chin and stared him down as he stalked across the room. He plucked the panties, garter belt, and stockings from the chair and held them out. “Put these on,” he told me.
Ducking behind the screen, I hastily disrobed and did so. I'd never worn a garter belt before. It was oddly thrilling.
“Done,” I said.
“The corset. Come out and give it to me.”
My breasts were bare and my nipples tight, but I didn't cover them. I slipped from behind the screen and handed him the corset.
His eyes devoured me, but that was all. “Turn around,” he instructed. I did so, and he lifted my arms and fitted the corset around me and laced it up, pulling it so tight I saw black spots. When he was done, I had a waist at least four inches smaller than it should have been. I stood straight, my breasts thrusting out to him. I saw his fingers twitch when I turned back, as though he thought to reach for me.
“Sit,” he commanded.
On shaking legs, I walked to the chair and sat. He withdrew something from his pocket and approached.
It looked like a bullet, but larger. Maybe an egg. Smooth and black, he held it between thumb and forefinger. The light of the setting sun gleamed on its surface.
“Do you know what this is?” he asked me.
I shook my head.
