Total pages in book: 35
Estimated words: 33162 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 166(@200wpm)___ 133(@250wpm)___ 111(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 33162 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 166(@200wpm)___ 133(@250wpm)___ 111(@300wpm)
“Well, that depends, doesn’t it?” He stepped away from the desk and closed the distance between them.
“On what?”
“I guess you can say, it depends on you.”
“Why?” she asked.
He reached out, gripping the back of her neck and pulling her in close. The scent of her invaded his senses and he found her utterly intoxicating. He didn’t know what it was about Chloe that drove him insane, but he couldn’t seem to help himself when it came to her.
Even now, while he should be working over the figures that had been given to him by the club, all he wanted to do was fuck her, hard and fast. Driving the fullness of his cock all the way to the hilt. He wanted to feel her pulsing around his dick.
Tilting her head back, he looked into her eyes. “The only time I’ll ever need someone else is if you don’t give me what I need.”
She let out a little gasp. “You can’t be serious.”
He slammed his lips down on hers, feeling her hands against his chest. She wasn’t quite pushing him away, but it was close.
Roman was tempted to push just slightly to see how far he could take it, but instead, he pulled away.
“I’m deadly serious when it comes to your sweet pussy. Provided you give me what I want, there will never be anyone else.”
****
Chloe didn’t know whether she should hate him or punch him. She hated violence of all kinds, but that was just plain crude, wasn’t it?
She was soaking wet and she loved the fact he’d not been with anyone else since he’d been with her. What the hell was the matter with her? She had to be going crazy to even consider that a love token. Roman wouldn’t go with anyone else, as long as she was with him? What kind of crazy idea was that?
She lay in bed, staring up at the ceiling. Roman was in his office. For some reason, she felt the heaviness of the ring on her finger tonight. She didn’t feel guilty for marrying him. She had fallen in love with Roman Smith. It was why she had given herself to him. Never, in her life had she felt such a strong connection to another person.
He’d been there. Now she knew why he’d been there, and it had nothing to do with divine intervention. Her husband was the man they used to clean things up. He was going to clean her up. Until he didn’t, and instead, married her.
There was one moment, as he proposed, where he claimed to have loved her, but she couldn’t believe it, not anymore. Roman didn’t do love. He was a businessman through and through. A coldhearted killer for the Zaitsev Bratva. Willing to do whatever it took to get the job done.
He could have killed me. She couldn’t help but wonder why he didn’t. Zaitsev were not known for their humble ways. They were known for being killers of the highest order. Even she had heard the whispers of people as she passed. The rumors, the fairy tales, or more like horror stories, especially working in the bar. And now he’s my husband.
Chloe sat up in bed and shoved the blankets off her body. She wasn’t going to lie here and do nothing. She knew exactly why she was agitated and she hated it. Roman had kissed her lips at the nightclub last night. He’d come to bed late, and he’d not reached for her. He hadn’t touched her and she was horny. This just wasn’t fair. She expected him to make the first move. To take what he wanted, and yet he seemed perfectly content to be working in his office.
Chloe walked to the kitchen, intent on grabbing herself a glass of water, but it didn’t matter. Water wasn’t what she wanted. She stepped back toward the bedroom, but the truth was, sleep was the last thing on her mind.
The ring once again seemed to feel heavy on her finger.
Don’t do it.
What harm could it possibly do?
No. Leave it be.
I did fall in love with him. He’s the same guy, he just has a different name.
Chloe knew this man wasn’t the same guy. He was totally different, and yet, what harm could it be going into his office and having sex? She wasn’t doing anything wrong, and while she was more than willing to give him what he wanted, he wouldn’t stray.
Even though she wanted to hate him, she found it difficult to do so. She’d fallen in love with this man, and it hadn’t been easy. She’d still been dealing with the pain of losing her family. Trying to make ends meet in a city intent on destroying any hope of the people who lived there. Her life had hit rock bottom, and then out of nowhere, this light, in the form of Roman Smith, had entered her life.