Here. At home.
Anywhere.
This was long overdue and I knew the consequences would be a broken heart in just two months but I didn’t care.
Quick decisions needed to be made.
“I’m going away from the front doors in case someone wants to drop off a dog tonight.”
“Hm, all of a sudden daddy doesn’t like an audience,” I taunted him with what he’d done earlier today in front of so many.
He smacked my ass. “I don’t like anyone seeing anything about you, Mo.”
He tried to go into the front room with all the animals but I pointed. “Back room. No dogs to bark at us.” I rolled my pussy right into his shoulder, completely ready to drive him wild now. He groaned as he strode through the swinging doors. He slid me down his body and took his time dragging his hands over it, as he set me on the floor.
“All of this body is mine, Morina,” he murmured.
I bit my lip as his hands left heat in their wake. “For a few more months.”
“Are you so sure?”
I nodded slowly. “Like you said, we’re married until then. But just remember”–I circled him once and then tapped his finger where my makeshift ring sat–“you won’t have to wear this after that day. You’ll be free and so will I.”
“Until then, you’re mine.”
I shrugged and looked at my nails like I didn’t care about his rules. “It’s just an arranged marriage, Bastian. All for you to get some fucking shares in a company.”
The words were hurtful, but I was still mad.
He was too. And I wanted this side of him. I was ready to have Sebastian with me all night long. I wanted his pleasure, his pain, his torment.
I wanted what he hid from everyone else.
Bastian showed his teeth, slow, as if he was smiling. Yet, something was off. There was no happiness. My comment had pissed him off even if he tried to hide it. I wasn’t being a good wife or a wife really at all. I frustrated him instead.
Before I knew what was happening, he pulled me close and kissed me as he backed me against a kennel wall. I took his lips, so soft and yet so demanding, with mine and enjoyed what I hadn’t been able to for weeks now.
Suddenly, he shoved me back and a jolt of surprise ran through my body. He wiped his mouth with the back of his hand and moved quickly around the kennel’s gate. I stepped forward, but he slammed it in my face.
We stared at each other through the metal bars and I gripped them as I narrowed my eyes at him in question. “What are you doing, Bastian?”
“Locking you up so you can think about what you said.”
I chuckled at the ridiculous notion. “I have the keys to open the kennels.”
“You mean these keys?” He opened his fisted hand, and I stared blankly at the key chain that looked eerily like mine.
The light above us buzzed and flickered before going out. This was my punishment. Of course, the lights would go at this very second. Only the moonlight outside now shone in.
Bastian, the man of allies and good behavior with everyone else, stood before me like a devil shadowed in his fury. The angles of his cheekbones and the lush mouth that I knew kissed much harder than it looked were sinister all of a sudden.
“Ha, ha.” I shrugged like it was no big deal. “Joke’s over. Open the gate.”
“Morina, I don’t intend to open the gate. You have to work for me to do things like that. Show me you’ve learned.”
“Learned what?”
“Learned how to talk to and treat your husband.”