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“I don’t give a fuck how powerful you think you are. If you ever touch my wife again, I’ll slit your throat and bury your body where no one will ever find it. Do you understand?” he growls.
“Our marriage is a business arrangement, so I understand your being opposed to it. Neither of us wants this, but one thing I can promise is that I will never lay hands on you in anger.”
“I don’t give a fuck how powerful you think you are. If you ever touch my wife again, I’ll slit your throat and bury your body where no one will ever find it. Do you understand?” he growls.
“Our marriage is a business arrangement, so I understand your being opposed to it. Neither of us wants this, but one thing I can promise is that I will never lay hands on you in anger.”
My blood continues to boil over the fact that Donnelly hit my wife. Business arrangement or not, in our family, wives are treated with respect, and marriage is a sacred vow. One you do not break.
“I love you too, ceann beag.”
draw more courage from the dark. “Respect. Honesty. Communication.” I take in a shaky
I hear the dread in his voice. The gruff wariness. Can he hear the lie in mine? Am I stupid to expect love in my marriage, especially since we’re still strangers who know nothing of one another? I have to give him something, though. “But I hope for caring. Someday, maybe.’’
“She’s not here at the moment, and most likely won’t return any time soon. Not as long as she has a husband who would rather not touch her and who uses his own hand for pleasure instead of using his perfectly willing wife.”
I am not supposed to be attracted to my wife. To find her intelligent, kind-hearted, brave, fascinating. Most of all, I’m not supposed to like her and enjoy her company.
“Because if anyone dared to touch you,”—he growls into my ear as his other hand skims down the front of my panties, finding my clit and adding to my pleasure—“I’d kill him.”
“That you’d kill anyone who touched me?” I should be horrified at the thought, yet I can’t find it in me.
“You are my wife. I’d burn the world to ash for you.”
“Nyeuzheli ti dumala shto ti tak lehko spasyoshsya, Mila?”
“Mikhail!” The man holding me jerks, and there stands Jacob, his weapon trained on us. “Your men are dead or dying. Release my wife, and I may show you mercy.”
And I’ll destroy anyone who tries to take you from me again.”
floor like the aisle of an airplane.
“I never imagined I could love someone as much as I love your mother. Until you,”
