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I spent a long time in the shower after that. Ice cold water helped dispel the thoughts running through my head, the desire to go back in there and fuck the hell out of her.

I couldn’t do it. Not when she was out of it. I’m a monster but I would never do that.

She will consent willingly when it comes to it. I’ll just make sure it comes to it real soon.

Is this a good idea? Will it end with her getting hurt when she realizes I’m dead inside?

Who cares, I reason as I walk into my study and close the door. I’ve never cared what women think of me before. Why do I even give a shit what she thinks?

I think about what I need to do. Get married. Prove to my father I’m the right choice for the east coast operation. I can settle down to business. I can keep the family going.

I don’t have to be a playboy all my life.

Or the perfect loophole. Get married. Take over. Then get divorced and carry on fucking around as much as I want.

Only I’m not thinking of fucking around anymore. I’m thinking of keeping her and never letting her out of my sight.

All because of that kiss just now.

I needed to know and now I do. She’s the perfect woman. Fate has sent her my way for a reason. I’ll take her to the auction and then tell her what’s going to happen. She will be my bride whether she wants to be or not. She’ll be in my bed on our wedding night. It’ll be perfect.

She’s too innocent.

That’s what a little voice whispers in the back of my mind. She seemed to melt in my arms when I kissed her, trembling like a lost baby bird. She’ll never be able to handle the kind of shit I’m into. Not a chance in hell.

Too late to stop this train now, though. It’s already rolling. She’ll have a red backside, a plug in her, my cock choking her. Ropes around her wrists and a blindfold over her eyes as she comes again and again and again.

She thinks tomorrow night is just a charity auction. She’s no idea what I’ve got planned for her afterward.

That little voice is still there, telling me I should let her go before it’s too late. Because once I take her, she’ll see the real me, the me no one ever gets to see.

What will she do when she finds out the truth about who I am?

I shake my doubts away as I pick up a cigar and snip the end off. I’m not the kind of man who has doubts. I have power and that’s all that matters. As my father always said, there is only power and those with the balls to take it.

I will use her to reach my goals. I will fuck her because I want to. Nothing else matters.

She is going to be in my bed by tomorrow night.

If she behaves.

If she doesn’t?

There’s another room she’ll enter. One step in there and she’ll never be the same again.

If she doesn’t misbehave?

I’ll just have to make sure she does.

I check my messages. One from the commission. They want to talk to me about Tony Belucci. I pick up my phone. It’s time to explain why I’m willing to spark a war for a woman who has no clue who I am, or why I’m doing this.

And by the time she finds out the truth about me, it’s going to be far too late for us both.

Thirteen

Ophelia

When I get home, I get changed and then head straight for the library. I throw myself into writing, anything to distract my lovesick head.


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