“Would you like it if I carried you over the threshold?” It took practically no time for us to get back to his home when he mentioned to his driver that we were in a bit of a hurry. I was and yet… I wasn’t. I didn’t want to do this. I didn’t want to change my life like this, but there was no other choice.
I held my arms open for him to sweep me off of my feet and even let out a little giggle when he did so. “You look so radiant.”
“Thank you,” I said as I laid my head on his chest and he walked us into his home. It was still hard for me to fight the visceral reaction of being in the same place of when he’d grabbed my face and threatened me. It was still so hard for me to look around and not vomit all over his shoes. The penthouse was beautiful, but it was tainted.
He wasted no time and immediately went towards his bedroom. No tour, no theatrics, just want thrumming through him. He nudged the door open to a beautifully furnished bedroom. The walls and ceiling were all a deepnavy blue, and in the center of the room was a massive bed with a fabric headboard.
He tossed me, not too gently, onto the bed, and I bounced a second as I looked at him with wild, wide eyes. His grin was feral and possessive. It was nothing like the looks he’d been giving me all night. This was different… it was dangerous.
“I won.”
“Excuse me?” There was no way I’d heard him correctly.
He began yanking his tie off and unbuttoning his shirt, but I couldn’t focus on anything else but the words he’d said. I could hardly focus on the knife strapped to my body. He threw his tie into the corner and then his shirt before he answered. “Ivan might have gotten your virginity… but you aremywife. How pathetic, he didn’t even fight for you.”
I wanted to scream that Ivan was still injured, but I knew it still didn’t look good. I knew how it all made me feel, but I wouldn’t let it show on my face.
“You think I gave my virginity to him?” I laughed. “He wanted me to. The most he got was hearing me masturbate with a door between us.” I had to be a little honest, or there would be no getting through this.
“You’re lying,” he said flatly.
I gave him a slow, incredulous blink. “You really think I wouldwillinglygive him something that was promised to someone else?” I rolled my eyes. “I know my father was getting all of my medical records and charts from my OBGYN. I was left in the dark about most things but notallthings.”
His jaw flexed. The shirt slid off his arms and hit the floor. “He touched you.”
“Of course he touched me.” I waved a hand as if it were trivial. “He’s a man. You threatened him. He was curious. But it wasn’t anything more than that.” I tilted my head, letting my lips curl with a cruel sort of humor. “He begged for more, though.”
That feral grin faltered.
I smirked. “But I told him no. I knew you wouldn’t like sloppy seconds.” I needed him to stop talking; I couldn’t keep lying like this. I needed an out, and I needed it fast. I couldn’t start stripping; that was dangerous territory with the knife at my side.
As if he read my thoughts—“Are you going to take your dress off?”
I smirked. “Why don't you come and take it off of me?” He kicked his shoes off next and chuckled.
“Anything else?”
“I’m a bit shy…” I licked my lips and looked him over as if I was enjoying the show he was putting on.
He shook his head, but didn’t look mad at my request. He flicked the lights off, and my shoulders relaxed, but only a little.
“I will help you feel comfortable enough that you’ll turn into a freak before you know it.”
He climbed onto the bed, caging me in with an arm on either side of my hips. His torso hovered above mine, the heat of his skin rolling off him inoppressive waves.
The knife was pinched between my ribs and lingerie, the metal biting into me like a reminder:
You do not leave this room alive unless he dies first.
His lips brushed my jaw, slow and claiming.
“Say it,” he murmured.
My heart hammered so violently I thought he’d hear it. “Say you’re mine.”
I cupped his cheek, letting my thumb trace the sharp edge of his jawline as if mesmerized.
“I’m yours,” I whispered.
