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"Wait!" I call out, "What do you meantake me home? Where are you going?"

He ignores me as he opens the door to the Maserati. Anger flushes my skin and I march over to him, "You’d allow someone else to take your wife home?"

He slides into the driver’s seat, then glances up at me, "You left me, Beauty, and now you expect me to treat you as my wife?"

"Yes," I snap.

He chuckles. "Your innocence knows no bounds,amore mio."

"I am not innocent."

"And I don’t see you as my wife anymore."

"What then?" I scowl. "What do you see me as?"

"My whore."


Tags: L. Steele Arranged Marriage Erotic