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He was there when I got home Cristian

I was encased in guilt Drenched in it More than I had when I’d walked into the apart like Pete, he saw me To the core of me

But he wasn’t a mind reader I had to remember that

I only found hiht, silanced at me when I entered but quickly lowered their eyes I wasn’t sure if that was the default when dealing with anyone who lived here, or if Cristian had instructed staff not to look at me under the threat of death and dis he would do Whatever the reason, I did not like it It hadfor escape out on the patio

I didn’t find escape I found him

He was sitting on the sofa outside wearing a black suit, black shirt, unbuttoned at the collar, staring out at the grounds I’d never seen hi but a suit Well, I’d seen hi in between No jeans No sweatpants It sees He was so buttoned up, so sleek, like he never relaxed, let his guard down He wasn’t the ht hours I liked that

I could’ve run Back toto do The safe thing to do, then he wouldn’t look at et the opportunity to find my deception But that wasn’t me I wasn’t the woman that hid fro for so any saving And, if I was honest with myself, I didn’t want anyone to save me

I walked up to hilass in his hand and downed the whisky he was holding The warmth spread down my throat and intocompared to what I felt from Cristian’s eyes They ran overBut my body responded more violently

I felt it in ered atthat was underneath

His hazelnut eyes traveled doard, past the he shoes Then back up Mine did the sahtly ers itched with the need to do the sa root and save it Keep it so The shadow on his jaas dark, stubble thick and rough It would leave hs

“You have to change,” he said There was a thickness to his voice Hunger It comforted me that he could not mask that He was not in control of whatever it was between us It weakened hihtly I needed to remember that

“You cannot order e,” I snapped

“Yes, I can,” he replied “I could tell you to strip here, in full view of the kitchen staff, and you’d do it” His eyes didn’tthe my cock, and you’d do it”

My knees were shaking as he spoke, hatred coiling intruth of those words

“But I’ to tell you to do that,” he continued “As much as I want to”

A h me

“We have guests couests who are anxious to meet my fiancée”

“I’hted to find out that you’ve forcedto ht-year-old child,” I hissed

“They already know,” Cristian replied, not rattled by my tone

“Of course they do I shouldn’t be surprised that you keep company with people who aren’t bothered by that” Poison infused , it did surprise me, just a little I couldn’t believe there were more people who accepted this madness But that was because I didn’t have the mindset of a mafia wife Even if I didn’t want that title, I needed to understand what itwith an entirely different breed of humans They didn’t play by any rules, they didn’t blink at violence and death They wouldn’t have pity forlike a woinside me told me that I needed to play the part Needed to ht this was erous as my future husband