“If you’re upset with the arrangement, perhaps you should have negotiated your contract better.”
Don’t panic. That’s what she wants. She’s just a little toy of Mateo’s, and once she learns she can’t get under your skin, she’ll…Great Widow, I don’t know what she’ll do.
I think back to my training, feeling utterly unprepared for what I’m now up against.
Be compliant,my mother’s voice rings in my head.There’s a reason Mateo didn’t pick her to mother his children when she so clearly would like to.
“When should I expect Mateo?”
“When it pleases him to see you…not that it ever really will. He was forced into this arrangement, but is no stranger to obligation.”
Be the lamb.
“Well, tell him I look forward to seeing him again.”
“I most certainly will not.”
Without another word, she pivots on her break-neck heels and leaves my room. Her exit is followed by a telltaleclick. I go over and twist the doorknob, finding it locked.
This can’t be good.
My whole world has taken a dark and sinister twist.
And yes, I realize how ridiculous that sounds, considering I’m currently plotting my husband’s murder.
But this is what I signed up for, and as soon as my mission is complete, I’ll never have to worry about being owned like this again.
EIGHT
Mateo
“She asked about her mother again.”
I look up to see Jade standing in the doorway to my office.
“And what did you tell her?”
“Nothing. I walked out, as you advised.”
“Good. Did she take her injections?”
“Begrudgingly. She’d like her things, specifically, her clothes.”
“I like her better naked.”
“If you like her so much, then why haven’t you visited her?”
Ignoring her question, I look back at the spreadsheets on my computer. It’s been a tight quarter, but with the three contracts that just went through, it’ll more than make up for the lull.
Through my stream of thought, I hear the click of Jade’s heels as she leaves.
I need to visit her,I think to myself.The sooner I get her pregnant, the quicker I can wash my hands of her.
Not that the days we’ve spent apart have been wasteful. It’s important that I establish dominance with my new wife, and how better to do that than by showing her our every interaction is at my behest? I see her when it pleases me, if it pleases me.
My cock jerks against my zipper, making a case to see her right now. But I’ve made it a point throughout my life to never let my dick think for me.
And the stakes have never been so high.
