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feet. “Fine. Should’ve known you would be a tease, even with me. The shooting must’ve affected you more than I realize.”
“Don’t you dare try to make me feel guilty for telling you to stop. That’ll make me want to fuck you even less and pour boiling water over your dick. Nobody likes an asshole, Max, so don’t be one to me.”
I roll my eyes, pouting to myself. Though I’d never admit it’s what I’m doing. “Point taken,” I murmur and give her my back, attempting to wrangle my cock back under control. I’m so damn hard at the moment, I’ll end up with a sick case of blue balls, my bollocks ready to shrivel up and die. Ismerlda may’ve called an end to me having her pussy this time, but I’ll wear her down eventually. She’s to be my wife, after all, and I’ll damn sure be shagging my wife on the regular. I could never understand the blokes who went around crying about their wives holding out on them, but now I’m beginning to understand why they were such a sorry lot.
If Ismerlda wants to keep my attention only on her, however, it’s in her best interest she spread those pretty legs and welcome my fat cock. She’s completely bonkers if she thinks I’ll allow some tosser to fuck her after she’s taken my last name. I’ll never go for it, no matter how mad she drives me. I’ll kill every last wanker that comes sniffing about her cunt. It may take a bit, but she’ll learn soon enough that I’m a tad possessive when I have my interests set in something, and I’m no good at sharing.
“Come on then. Make sure you stay behind me.”
“Why can’t I walk beside you?”
“Oh bloody hell, woman. This isn’t some sexist jab I’m taking at you. It’s because this is my crew, and if you’re not in my shadow then you’re fair game. Suck your pride up a moment and realize that in this warehouse, I’m the bloke in charge. And don’t fucking stray out of my reach either. They’d snatch you up and tear into your sweet cunt before you’d have a chance to scream and fight them off. I really don’t need another headache to deal with.”
“Sounds like a real stand-up group you’ve got here. I can’t wait to meet them.” She’s sarcastic, and I admire her bravado.
I get in her face, our noses touching once more as I rumble, “Their priority is my word. Whatever I demand, they make it happen. Most cases it’s kidnapping or murder, so no, I don’t need stand-up pricks. I need fuckers that’ll handle business. They nabbed your arse, didn’t they?”
She shoots me a glower, and I offer a grin in return. She’s kidding herself if she believes I’ll shy from that glare. If anything it has me desiring her more.
If you don’t like me but still watch everything
I do, then let’s face it, you’re a fan.
Kidnapped. The infuriating man had his goons abduct me as I’d left the apartment to go to work. I thought I could skirt by without having to speak to him. Obviously, that blew up in my face.
Now, I’ve killed a man for him… to what, impress him or something? It’s absurd. I’ve never done anything like that, but in his presence, it was like all rational thoughts left me. Or better yet, perhaps it was to show him he doesn’t intimidate me, which is a fucking lie. No matter how rough around the edges I may be from growing up in the life, at the end of the day, Maximillian Macintosh terrifies me. He’s going to be my husband, and today proves what I’m in for if I attempt to hide away from him. He won’t tolerate my absence.
I’ve somehow managed to meet him head-on in everything he’s presented me with so far, but when does life quit being a test with him? How many bodies have to stack up before he stops pushing me, attempting to get me to snap? He’s in for a rude awakening because it won’t happen, ever. At least not on the outside where he can witness the pieces falling apart. I know how to hide my emotions, and I can be fairly decent at it when I have to be.
A haunting tune begins to play throughout the apartment, the Bluetooth speakers announcing his presence. He’d ordered his men to bring me back home after I’d shot Roberto Vittorio. That was a