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“You really are a virgin, aren’t you?” he asked.

Alex’s face couldn’t get any redder. She couldn’t believe he’d ask her that.

“Seriously? I’m standing here naked and that is what you’re focusing on.”

“I assumed you lied.”

“I told you the truth,” she said.

“I still thought you lied.”

“Do you have a hard time trusting people?” she asked.

“Alex, I’m used to people lying to me. They always do to get what they want. I’m always assuming people are lying to me.”

Roman wasn’t supposed to appear human, or nice, or for her to feel sorry for him in any way, but he was doing it right now. “I promise you that I won’t ever lie to you,” Alex said.

“Don’t make promises you can’t keep.”

“I’ve never lied,” Alex said. “Even when you’ve asked me if I’ve wanted to be married to you. The answer was no. I didn’t want to ever get married. If what you say is true and everyone has lied to you in the past, then I make it my vow and promise to you, as your wife, I will never lie to you.”

“Never?”

She shook her head and then agreed. “Never. I’ll always tell you the truth.”

“Would you like me to fuck you right now?” Roman asked.

Her eyes went wide, and she couldn’t help but look down at his enormous dick. She assumed he had a tiny one because his attitude was so sucky, but it would seem Roman was blessed. Not only was he good looking, he also had an amazing dick.

“Er, I, er, I don’t know how to answer that.”

Roman took a step toward her. “It’s simple. You and I are going to have sex, eventually. Would you be opposed to sleeping with me?”

This wasn’t fair.

She promised him she wouldn’t lie.

Sex was a huge step for her, but seeing as she said she wouldn’t lie, she said, “Yes, I would like to, but not right now.”

He was so close as he took another step.

Why was he closing the gap between them?

Her mouth felt a little dry.

“Why not now?” he asked.

She tilted her head back to look at him.

“I’m not ready,” she said.

Roman reached out and touched her face, cupping her cheek. At first, she tensed. “One day, I hope you won’t flinch against my touch.”

“I don’t mean to. I’m not used to men touching me.”

“Men won’t be touching you, Alex. Just me.” He put his other hand on her face, and she watched him, wondering what he was going to do next, curious about his next move.


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