Total pages in book: 30
Estimated words: 27436 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 137(@200wpm)___ 110(@250wpm)___ 91(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 27436 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 137(@200wpm)___ 110(@250wpm)___ 91(@300wpm)
And there she is.
Alexandria, Alex to others, but damn if her cunt doesn’t squeeze the shit out of my cock when her full name rolls off my lips while I fuck my dick in and out of her wet heat. She comes barreling out of the cabin like a hurricane packed into a five-foot-five frame. Her cheeks are flushed a furious pink, her dark curls bouncing wild and untamed below her shoulders, and her big, stunning eyes are flashing with pure, unadulterated fire.
“You,” she breathes out, pointing a sharp, manicured finger directly at my chest, barely stopping two feet in front of me, chest heaving under a jean jacket.
“Me,” I reply calmly, not moving a single inch. My eyes drag slowly down her body, taking in every single detail before drifting back to her face. “Hello, wife. I was just about to come find you.”
“Don’t you wife me, Dante!” she snaps, her voice echoing off the marble floors of my foyer. She shoves her left hand into the air, right beneath my nose. The diamond I bought for her flashes radiantly under the lights. “What is this? What is all of this?”
“That’s an eight-carat flawless diamond on a platinum band,” I reply dryly. “And if I remember correctly, which I do, you told me you wouldn’t say yes to a minister unless the rock matched the trouble I was going to cause you.” Her jaw drops open and her blush creeps from her chest to her throat.
“I was drunk on champagne and clearly, I have terrible judgment. This is a mistake, Dante. A massive, illegal, chaotic mistake, and we are fixing it right now.” Her voice rises another octave.
“Is that so?” I uncross my arms slowly, sliding my hands into my pockets. Her gaze catches on the platinum band she slid on my finger. “How do you propose we fix it, Alexandria?” I crowd her space, watching her pupils widen with desire.
“An annulment, for one,” she declares, lifting her chin up in defiance. “We go down to the courthouse, we sign the paperwork, we tell a judge it was an impulsive lapse in judgment that was never executed properly, and we get this marriage annulled. Today.” I let out a low, gruff chuckle that makes her narrow her eyes.
“No can do, wife,” I say softly, stepping forward once more, this time until the toes of my leather shoes brush hers. Alexandria stands her ground, though I see the frantic flutter of her pulse in the hollow of her throat.
“What do you mean, no can do? It’s been less than two days. There’s no way the ink is even dry yet!”
“It’s entirely legal, registered with the state of Nevada, and as far as an annulment…” I lean down, my face mere inches from hers, letting my dark eyes lock on hers with a heavy, possessive intent. “An annulment requires the marriage to be unconsummated. And unless that wild, breathless memory I have of you screaming my name at three in the morning was a dream, along with the scratches on my back and chest, this marriage has been thoroughly consummated.” Her breath hitches sharply. A gorgeous deep crimson washes over her cheeks, but she refuses to look away. Fuck, but I like that about her.
“That doesn’t count!” she argues, her voice trembles slightly now. “We didn’t know what we were doing. I’m hiring a lawyer, Dante. I’ll file the damn paperwork myself, and if you fight me on this, I’ll take it to court.”
“Go ahead,” I murmur. My voice drops into a dark, commanding tone. “Push it, Alexandria. See what happens.”
“Are you threatening me?” she demands, attempting to sound tough, but her shallow breathing betrays her.
“I’m stating a fact.” I take another slow step forward. This time, she takes an instinctive one back, her heels hitting the elevator doors. “I have enough money, enough influence, and enough high-priced attorneys to tie you up in legal fees for years upon years. I can drag a trial out until we’re old and gray, wife. You’d be tied to me in court for the rest of your life.”
“You wouldn’t.” She swallows hard.
“Try me,” I whisper, reaching out, my large hand coming up to rest on the wall right beside her head, trapping her in my space. “Though, if I’m being entirely honest with you...” I trail off, stepping fully into her personal bubble, my chest brushing against hers, letting her feel the heavy, unyielding heat of my body, and my aching fucking cock. I lower my head until my lips are brushing the shell of her ear. My warm breath makes her shiver. “I’d much rather tie you to my bed than spend my time in court fighting for my wife.”
Alexandria gasps, a sharp, helpless sound that vibrates against my skin. I pull back just enough to look into her pretty, green eyes. They’re wide, dark, and swimming with a mix of fury, panic, and undeniable heat that she couldn’t hide from me if she tried.