Desmier climbs onto the bed, getting behind me, leaving the questions of the vineyard and the reminder hanging in the air. Then his cock is pushing into my passage and he’s moving inside me. Slow at first, as if he’s torturing me, then fast. And faster.
He grabs my hips and tightens his grip, so it’s more painful. Then I see stars when he starts slamming into me.
Moments later I come so hard my body feels like it might shatter, but he continues his relentless pounding, pulling me back toward him so he can fist my hair with one hand and pinch my nipple with the other.
“Des…mier. Ahhh.” My voice crashes into the walls along with the wild sounds of us.
He’s fucking me like he wants to unleash his rage and possess me all at the same time. Like he hates to feel anything for me. Like whatever we have between us is my fault and he wishes he’d never met me.
I’m not even aware when we crash down in a sweaty heap. All I know is that he’s still pounding into me.
He flips me onto my back and slides on top of me, plunging his cock back into my now-sore passage. Catching my face, he keeps me there, locked in his furious passion when he starts pounding into me again.
Finally he comes, unleashing his hot cum inside me, which is hotter than normal. When his pumps slow, he rests his forehead on mine, kissing my nose and cheeks.
My mind is a wreck, and I can’t think past him and the new possession he’s inflicted on my body
Lifting himself up on one elbow, he continues to stare at me and I wait for him to speak. That’s when his guard drops and I see pain. That pain again that desolate souls carry. It’s like looking into a black hole of doom.
“Your vineyard isn’t merely a vineyard.” He speaks after what feels like eons in a low rusty voice, still thick with arousal.
“What?” I breathe. “What do you mean?”
“It’s an oil company. Your father and Viktor tried to trick you into giving it to them.”
My lungs squeeze and my heart nearly leaps out of my body. “What are you saying to me?”
“You own an oil company worth billions, Anastasia. They wanted to take the company from you. The ownership is currently being masked, but it’s yours.”
A stone drops in my stomach and I feel like I’m going to have a heart attack. My heart won’t stop racing while the thoughts in my head scramble like eggs being tossed around on a hot grill.
“No… Everything was all a lie?”
“Yes, they lied to you.”
“My God.”And Dad telling me how much the vineyard meant to him was part of the bullshit, too. “When did you find out?”
“I’ve known for some time, but I wanted to keep it secret so I could watch them. When we got married, we became co-owners and the only way to get things back on track is to kill me.”
“Kill you?” My heart becomes a tight fist, clenching my chest.
“Kill me and they get you back. Viktor marries you and things go back to normal. But I have the last ace up my sleeve.”
“What?”
“I’ve started the process of transferring my half of the company to you, so you own it completely. That way, no one would be able to take it from you.” He gives me an uncanny smile and leans in closer. “I’m the fool, aren’t I? The fool who wanted the girl more than the money.”
I can’t believe what I’m hearing.
“Desmier—”
“Shhhh, baby girl. It gets worse for me, because I just figured it out. You do love Viktor.”
I shake my head. “No.”
“Yes, you do. You always did, and you still do.”
“No. It’s not true.” Lorelai was right; I was never in love with Viktor. The truth sang to me the day I gave myself to Desmier.