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Despite Alana being my wife in name alone, for some inexplicable reason I couldn’t bring myself to cheat on her on our wedding night.
I hated lateness. It was disrespectful. I knew, because it was one of my favorite tactics to piss people off.
Alana Carmichael was proving my assumptions wrong at every single turn.
“Are you going to fuck me, Alejandro?” she half purred, half slurred. “No. Pero quiero comerte el coño,” I groaned. Shit! I assumed she didn’t speak Spanish, and I certainly fucking hoped that was true, because I had just told her that I wanted to eat her pussy.
“You’re playing a very dangerous game, Alana. Rest assured, that one day I am going to fuck you, princess. But, when I do, I want you to be in full control of your senses. Because I’m going to ruin you for any other man, and when I’m done with you, you’re going to beg me for more.”
“To the women’s shelter downtown. If you bothered to pay any attention to me and my life, then you would know that,”
Because this was about fucking. Pure and simple. So,why was it such a fucking struggle to walk away from her?
“Keep your mouth open like that, princess, and you’ll be experiencing another first this morning, because I will fill it with something.”
“Qué carajo crees que estás hacienda? Get in the front. You don’t sit with her,”
“I’m not your type, am I? You could have married any woman you wanted. You’re used to dating models and actresses and I can’t compete with women like that, Alejandro. I don’t want to either. I’m fed up of never feeling good enough. Please just let me go home,” I pleaded,
“Alana,” he said softly. “You don’t have to compete with anyone. There is no competition between you and them. None at all. You are my wife. You are the only woman I have ever married.” “You make that sound like I’m someone special, somehow. But, our marriage is nothing more than a business arrangement,” I reminded him.
He ran a hand over his jaw. “Maybe that was why I married you, but, I have never been faithful to another woman in my li...
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“Don’t you ever let anyone make you feel anything less than what you are, Alana. You are an incredible woman. You are beautiful, and smart. You have a huge heart–” “And a huge ass,” I interrupted him. He slid his hands around to my ass and squeezed. “This is the most beautiful ass I have ever seen in my life,” he growled. “It’s not huge, it’s fucking perfect.”
“I hate that they made you feel so worthless, princess, because you are worth ten of them. I dated those women because they were there, Alana. They could have been anyone. They meant nothing to me then and they mean even less to me now. You are the only woman in my life and you are the only woman I want in my life.”
“Hey! You are Alana fucking Montoya. So, put a smile on your face, hold your head high and walk through that damn lobby like the queen that you are.”
“So, fucking my girl nice and slow makes her squirt?” he said with a soft sigh. “Does this mean I’m going to have to change my position on fucking as a whole now?” “No, I love the other way too.”
“How the fuck did you end up with a monster like me, Alana?” “You stole me, remember?” I said with a smile. “Hmm. And I’m never giving you back.” “Good,” I whispered. “I don’t want to go back.”
“Eres todo para mí,” he said softly. Before I could ask him what that meant, he silenced me with one of his deep, breath-taking kisses.
“Hey, Magda, can you tell me what Eres todo para mí, means?”
“It means, you are everything to me,” she replied. I felt my heart leap into my throat. That was what Alejandro had said to me last night.
“Hi, Alejandro,” she purred. “It’s not often we see you in here these days. That new wife of yours got you on a short leash?” She fluttered her eyelashes. I should have smiled gracefully and given her some vague answer, but I remembered the horrible shit she and Michaela had said about Alana a few weeks earlier. “Not at all,” I leaned in close to her ear. “But, you see, I don’t think I’ve ever been with a woman who I actually enjoyed spending time with before. I could fuck her every single second of every day and I still wouldn’t spend enough time with her. So, do me a favor, take your fake
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“I’m pissed because you almost got yourself killed, Alana! Do you have any idea how reckless you’ve been?”
“Hey, amigo,” Jax said. “Everything okay? You ran out of here like your house was on fire.” “Someone attacked Alana,”
“This is my secret hideaway. Nobody knows about the place. I don’t get out here as much as I’d like. But one day, I’m going to come here and never go back.” He stared out of the windshield at the ocean. “You sure you could just up and leave everything and everyone behind?” I asked him. He turned in his seat and stared at me. “Not everyone,” he said.
“Then yes. I meant it.” I wondered if he’d be angry with me for complicating things, or laugh at me for being so foolish. Alejandro Montoya didn’t do love. “I love you too, princess,” he said before bending his head to kiss me softly. I felt like my heart was going to burst out of my chest with happiness. Was this for real? “I thought you didn’t do love?” “That was before I met you.”
I may have stolen you, but you have stolen my heart, princess. You are the most precious thing in the world to me.”
“You love me while we’re here, in this place where nobody can reach us, but when we get back to the real world, what if you feel differently?” “I won’t, because I didn’t feel differently in the real world. But I didn’t tell you that, because I thought you could never love a monster like me.”
You are my beach house, Alana. You’re what makes me happy — here, or the beach, or anywhere else we may be. Wherever you are, is where I am content.”
“So, that’s it? I can just go? Just like that? You and I are done?” I took her face in my hands. “You and I will never be done, Alana. I hope you come back to me. I hope that you weren’t lying when you told me that you love me. But, yes, you are free to go, princess.”
I wiped the tears from my eyes and smiled to myself, because for the first time in my life, I knew exactly what I wanted.
“I want out of this contract, but I don’t want out of this marriage.” He looked at me, his eyes searching my face. “What?” “You can’t buy my love, but you have earned it. I want to be your wife, Alex. But only for real. Not because it’s good for business, but because you can’t bear to wake up one more day without me by your side. Because the thought of living without me would be like living without air.” He lifted his hand and gently tucked my hair behind my ear. “Then you already are my wife — for real,” he growled. I smiled at him. “Good. Because I love you, Alejandro Montoya.”
“You know that I love you more than anything in the world, don’t you, princess?” he growled. “Yes, but I think you might have to stop calling me princess, now that you know I’m really not one.” He crawled over me, holding himself up on his forearms. “You’ll always be my princesa, Alana, even when I fuck you like a puta.”
“But never forget, that in my heart, and to everyone the outside world, eres mi reina.” “What does that mean?” I blinked at him. “You are my queen,” he whispered. “Hmm, Alana Montoya – Queen of LA. I could get used to that.”
