Page 41 of Until Death or Defeat

“Of course you did! I’ve seen you two leaving events together! You think it wasn’t obvious she was giving it up to you?”

I take in a breath. “Her father is a close associate of mine. I did not fucking touch her. I made it clear to her that I’m not interested the last time she came here.”

“You’re lying,” she says, softer this time.

“Do you feel stupid now,solnishko? Blowing up my fucking car and making a scene over nothing?”

I see her clenching her jaw, trying to decide if she’s going to concede.

“Were you that jealous?”

“No, I was not jealous. I was just pissed!”

I let out a dry chuckle, moving my hand to her waist.

“You were. Wouldn’t it be easier for you if I had a mistress? You and I can’t stand each other.”

“I don’t give a shit if you have to use your own hand to jack it the rest of your life Artem, you will not be fucking whores while married to me, even if we don’t ever fuck.”

I smirk as she says that.

If.

“You’re saying there’s a chance then?” I ask, running my hand down her stomach. I can feel the shiver it elicits, and I grin.

“No, there isn’t a chance,” she says, but I can tell she has no backbone behind it.

“Are you trying to convince me or yourself,solnishko?”

“Look, I’m not sorry about your stupid car. You’re rich and a raging dick and you deserved that a thousand times over.”

Always trying to be on top. Always trying to piss me off. I know she can feel my cock hardening against her core as I hold her down, and she’s trying to ignore it.

“I’m many things, but I’ll tell you this only once,” I say, leaning my head down to whisper in her ear. “There is only one woman whose pussy I want to feel cumming all over my cock. And there isn’t an ‘if’ about it.”

I see her face flushed as I pull back, and I run a hand on her cheek softly.

“Unfortunately for you,solnishko, you’re still in trouble here. Although I think it’s adorable that you were jealous enough to do that, you don’t get to just fucking blow shit up on a whim.”

My voice goes from gentle to wicked as my hand squeezes her cheeks so hard her lips go forward.

“Will you take your punishment? Or should I fetch some duct tape?”

I see her eyes widen, and I slowly run my tongue over her lips before I let her cheeks go.

“You still weren’t honest with me,” she seethes, but I know this is her way of pleading, trying to get out of her punishment by drawing out the conversation.

“Why do I have to tell you shit that doesn’t matter? My business takes me to many places,solnishko. Homes, clubs, bars, warehouses, cars.”

“Because you’re the only person who has never lied to me,” she says, her voice almost breaking.

The rough hold I had on her wrists loosens a bit, and I move my head back.

“You’re the biggest asshole I’ve ever met in my life, but you’re the only one who has never lied to me. And it fucking pissed me off, okay?”

I’m not sure how to respond to her raw honesty. I release her wrists and sit up straight, still straddling her as she lays on her back in the bed.

“Didn’t I tell you to especially not trust me?” I ask as I look down at her.