Page 23 of Marriage By Trial


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Tears ran down her cheeks as Drake swelled and throbbed with his second release. She hissed when he pulled out. Drake left the bed, returned a moment later with a warm cloth, and set to wiping between her legs.

“Did I hurt you?” he asked, concerned.

“No. I’m fine.”

“I can see that you aren’t. Talk to me.”

“Is that an order, Master?” she sassed.

Drake’s face immediately changed at her provocation. He was being sincere, and she threw that aside. He grabbed her chin and forced her to look at him.

“I’m asking you to let me in. Is it because I said I wanted you to remove your implant? It might not have been the best timing, but it wasn’t just in the heat of the moment. I love you. I want to take the next step with you.”

Floodgates threatened to open inside Alessandra. He didn’t know her greatest shame. “I had an abortion.”

Drake stiffened immediately. “When?”

“Luca got me pregnant the night he took my virginity. My father called me a whore and beat me. When I recovered, he forced Marcello to take me to the clinic. I got the implant in my arm so my father wouldn’t find out I was on birth control. I couldn’t take the risk of getting pregnant again.”

“How many men?”

“Wha—”

“How many men did your father force you to sleep with? I need you to tell me so I know how many bullets to unload into his body. I’m going to kill Anthony Russo. He’ll never hurt you again. Do you hear me?”

She blinked a few times. He told her before he would make her father pay, but that was the first time he’d said it with such conviction.

“He doesn’t deserve your sympathy, dolcezza. I’m sorry for everything you endured at his hand and the hands of others. But you are stronger than they gave you credit for. My regina. You are no pawn. I will do whatever it takes to make you see yourself as you truly are.”

“Drake,” she said quietly, looking up into his sincere dark pools.

“Forget about everyone’s expectations. Do you want to have kids?” he asked.

“Yes,” she answered honestly.

“Then tomorrow, I want you to see the doctor and get that shit removed from your body. I don’t want you on birth control ever again. I’m going to wine and dine you tomorrow and return home to put my baby inside you.” He was hard again.

“Drake, I’m sore.”

She wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him. Drake unwrapped her and laughed.

“My greedy, insatiable wife. Isn’t my cum dripping down your thighs enough to satisfy you? No, bella. I have other plans for this,” he said, stroking his shaft. “I’m going to finish what I started earlier and paint my initials on your chest.”

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Chapter Twelve

It was time. Alessandra couldn’t put it off any longer. She took a few deep breaths to steel her resolve and punched the numbers she knew by heart into the keypad. The tone rang three times before a smarmy voice answered.

“How nice of you to call. I’ve missed you. I can’t stop thinking about the last time we saw each other.”

Alessandra’s teeth grated at the sound. This was a mistake.

“Listen to me and listen good, you sick fuck.”

Luca tutted. “Watch your tone with me, Alessandra.”

“This isn’t a social call. I want answers.”

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