Total pages in book: 41
Estimated words: 39687 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 198(@200wpm)___ 159(@250wpm)___ 132(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 39687 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 198(@200wpm)___ 159(@250wpm)___ 132(@300wpm)
Turning off the water, she didn’t see a point in standing beneath the spray. Wrapping a towel around her body, she walked over to the doorway, which opened up onto a patio overlooking the garden. She saw a water fountain, and lots of lawns, trees, flowers, as far as the eye could see. Folding her arms, she also spotted several of the guards, and each one had a radio.
She didn’t move from her spot, even as they looked up at her. She had nothing to hide. Standing in a towel on the terrace, she had no reason to feel embarrassed or nervous.
This was her life, and she wasn’t going to let Marcus or anyone steal it from her.
Wrapping her arms around herself, she tried to clear her mind.
“Are you thinking of jumping?” Marcus asked, appearing.
“You know, I hated when you would just arrive wherever I was, but right now, I need space.”
“And I don’t want my men to see my wife naked.”
“Tough.”
She cried out as he grabbed her around the waist, hauling her back into the room. She slapped at his arm, wanting him to leave her alone, but not getting what she wanted. “Will you stop it?”
“Not until you learn to do as you’re told. I’m not having you jump out of a window on me.”
“Do you do everything your dad tells you to do?” she asked.
He flicked the lock into place and drew the curtains closed. They were thick enough to plunge the room into darkness.
“I do what I need to for the family.”
“You made men think you have some kind of power, but it’s all an illusion to you in truth.”
“And what makes you think that?” he asked.
“Simple, you all think you’ve got some kind of say in all of this. You were told to marry me. You didn’t get to decide who you were with. You were told. Just like you’re told who to be with and who not to be with. You think you’re in control, but you’re not. You all control the women in your life because it gives you some semblance of power, but that is all it is.”
He smiled at her, and her heart raced.
She needed to learn to keep her mouth shut.
“Do you think you’ve got the power here?”
“I know I do.”
He laughed and put his hands on her thighs, keeping her in place. “What makes you think for a second you’ve got any power here? You were forced to marry me even as you screamed no to the priest. I fucked you on our wedding night, showed the men your innocence, and still, you’re here, in my bedroom, naked, on my bed. Where is your power?”
“You can’t kill me, as otherwise you’d have already done it. You need me to get pregnant!”
“Sweetheart, it’s not going to take a rocket scientist to know that when I fuck you, I’m already one step closer to making you mine.”
“It doesn’t matter. You need to keep me alive, and that is where my power is. You have nothing over me.”
“No?”
“No.”
He tilted his head to the side. “I know your weaknesses, sweetheart. Even as you hate me and think you are better than me, I know how much you want me. You can deny it with your sweet mouth, but your body, it doesn’t lie.” He kissed her hard, and she hated him for it, because even as she hated him, his touch fired up her body in ways she didn’t want to think about or even acknowledge.
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Rather than taunt his new wife with her body’s reactions, Marcus left her alone. He knew she would come to him. It wasn’t in her nature to walk away. She couldn’t do it even if she wanted to.
He found it rather … cute.
Sitting at the dining room table after Rosa made him fresh spaghetti with a spicy tomato sauce, he waited for Laura to join him.
He couldn’t deny she was right. He didn’t have any power; none of them did, not really. They all had to answer to someone, and even their boss had a boss. They all had a part to play, and now Laura had hers as well, whether she liked it or not. She was part of their life, and there was no getting away from it for any of them.
Watching the door, he waited, knowing she’d appear.
Laura was a stubborn bitch, but she also knew when to pick her battles. He should know; they’d been arguing and fighting for as long as he could remember.
After his father demanded he keep her safe at school, he’d been pissed because hurting her was fun to him.
Now as his wife, he didn’t want to admit how much he loved being with her. Fucking her wasn’t a chore, far from it. He loved the feel of her tight cunt wrapped around his dick as he pumped inside her. He wanted to fuck her again, but he was going to make her work for it, so she knew who had the power between them. He never thought with his dick, and he wasn’t about to start now.