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a fake marriage.

Winter would need to learn quickly that things weren’t always as they seemed. If that required harsh discipline, so be it.

Cutting the engine, I yanked the keys from the ignition, exiting the vehicle quickly. As I guided her out of the passenger seat, her hard yank was another indication she wasn’t going to accept anything without being given a firm hand. “The spanking you received was just the beginning, Winter. Do not try and go against the sect. Not now. Not ever.”

“And what if I do?” she asked, just as defiant as before.

I gave her a hard look.

She wouldn’t like the answer.

Chapter Six

Winter

Matteo Capodanno.

Rugged.

Handsome.

Sexy.

Dangerous.

He was all those things and I had no doubt much more. The infatuation with the man was revolting, the way my body betrayed me shameful. I’d been both horrified as well as aroused when he’d spanked me, pussy juice soaking my panties.

Until he’d ripped them off.

I envisioned exactly what he’d do with them later; pressing them against his nose or keeping them as a souvenir. God, he was disgusting.

And dominating and alluring and...

Then he’d touched me, sliding his long fingers deep inside. Jesus. And he’d shoved his cock inside, holding me tightly against his heated body, our bizarre connection increasing. I was crazy for thinking of the blatant act as anything but what it was.

But a part of me grasped onto the fantasy that I’d found the man of my dreams. What bullshit.

I shuddered, refusing to allow him to know I was attracted to him in any way. I’d made a promise to myself and I intended on keeping it. Sadly, I knew I couldn’t escape, at least not right away. I’d play their horrible game until I figured out a plan of my own. That would take time.

“Why, Matteo?” I asked quietly, still bothered by the electricity whirring between us, vibrations skipping along my spine.

“Why?” he asked, tilting his head until he could study my face in the darkness.

“Why are you doing this? You could have anything or anyone in the world. Why do you trail behind your brother like a lapdog? Why are you allowing the insane old beliefs and ways to shape your future?” While I knew the words would anger him, they needed to be said.

“This is my world, Winter, my life. I am free to choose whatever I want to do.”

“Not true,” I countered.

“Very true. Family honor and loyalty mean something to me. I hope that it does to you. I understand this is difficult, but you will live in the lap of luxury. The sect had made certain of that.” He inched closer, lowering his head. “You will soon learn that I will never trail behind a single person, including my brother. The quicker you learn to accept your role the better.”

“You seem to hate what’s going on as much as I do. That makes no sense to me, but that also tells me that the community is afraid. That means you have a weakness and I’m going to find it.”

His smile was sly, almost as if issuing a challenge. He had no idea what I was made of.

“I look forward to it, Winter.”

His hot breath cascaded across me, his intoxicating scent rushing into every pore like wildfire. When he wrapped his hand around my neck, dragging me onto my toes, my body swayed. He was all powerful.

And dark.

And delicious.

And sinful.

At that moment, I wanted every inch of him, to bask in the glory of utter danger and filth. I craved his firm touch, his dominating ways.

The touch of his lips against mine was gentle, more loving that I would have expected. He held the stance, his fingers digging into my skin. I clung to him, fisting his shirt as his chest rose and fell. Five seconds passed. Ten. Twenty. My heart hammered in my chest from the anticipation of his kiss, my nipples swelling, pushing hard against the dress. My thoughts drifted to his mouth covering them, sucking and licking.

His fingers pinching and twisting.

“Make no mistake, you are mine and I will devour every inch of you,” he whispered hoarsely before crushing his mouth over mine.

I wanted nothing more than to push him away, to run and hide, but my body was already succumbing. The kiss became an explosion between us, his tongue dominating mine, exploring the dark recesses as he rubbed one hand down my back. A swirl of colors floated in front of my field of vision, pulling me up, up away into a blissful