“Twenty thousand dollars.”
He stares at me for a moment. “A dress can cost that much?”
“You’re a millionaire,” I say with a shrug.
“Oh, I know. That’s not the problem. I just didn’t realize that a dress could cost that much. But what if I were to say no that that dress?”
“Why would you say no to it? You can afford it. And it’s beautiful. I’m sure it will look beautiful on me. So what’s the problem?”
“The problem is: you’re used to getting your way.”
I scoff. “No I’m not. You kidnapped me. That is the literal definition ofnotgetting my way.”
“You’re a bit spoiled. I had to put you in your place.”
“And you have and now we’re going to get married. So get me the dress I want.”
“Is this how our married life is going to go? I give in to your whims?”
“I will be your wife. Happy wife, happy life.”
He chuckles. His smile makes my core tighten. There’s something so… domestic about this moment. It makes me happy when I know it shouldn’t yet I feel it anyway.
“Truthfully, I want to make a statement,” he says. “I want to show the world that you’re mine and if buying an expensive wedding dress does that, then so be it. But I am inclined to deny you on principle.”
“Why?”
“Because it’s fun.” His eyes rake over me. “I’ll buy you that dress on one condition.”
“What’s the condition?”
“You let me take you into one of those dressing rooms and have my way with you.”
I swallow hard as a blush creeps across my face. “I’m not going to give you my virginity in a dressing room.”
“Oh no. I’m not talking about that. I just need to taste you again.”
I remember the feel of his mouth on me and it’s something I haven’t been able to get off my head. “Isn’t that un-ladylike?”
“Who said you’re a lady?”
“I did,” I say flatly.
“It will be fun, Susanna. And don’t you want to have a little bit of fun in your life?”
The reality is that… I do. I’ve been desperate for fun for years. Alek kept the reins on me too tight and now I’m ready to break free.
“For the dress?” Slowly, I nod. “I can agree to that.”
“Sure. Act like you don’t want this.” He takes my hand and tugs me towards one of the changing rooms. Since this is a luxurious wedding dress shop, the changing room is large and made out of beautiful green velvet walls and dark wood floors. I feel more like a lost princess than a daughter of a mafia man.
Gabriel doesn’t hesitate to gently push me against the wall and kneel down. The fact that this powerful man is kneeling before me makes a heat settle throughout my body. It gives me power.
He flips my dress up and presses his face between my legs. Since Gabriel never gave me underwear, I have nothing in the way of his mouth. He grabs my leg and hoists it over his shoulder, exposing more of me. I begin to throb. Never have I felt this much of an intense desire of anybody before. It’s exciting and thrilling and everything I’ve ever wanted.
He settles his lips onto my nub and I cry out.
“You have to be quiet, baby, or we’ll be caught.” His mischievous grin turns me on even more. I have no idea why I like Gabriel so much when I should hate him. Maybe it’s the power he offers. Maybe it’s the freedom.
