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“Touch you,” she repeated. “It’s my wedding night and I’m going to quite literally die a virgin while you die a villain. So, can you just pretend you’re mildly attracted to me? Can you pretend for just a few minutes and let me touch you?”
To what end? I wanted to ask. And why did this feel like I was signing up to get tortured?
I tried to turn the tables. “Why would you want to touch me, of all people?”
“You’re my husband,” she said. “And you said to trust you. Can I? Still? Trust you? Despite all the sins you’ve committed and will committee? Despite what you’ve put us both through and the Families?”
I jerked out of my shirt and slowly dropped it to the carpet. “Touch all you want, but I’m not taking what’s someone else’s.”
She frowned. “What?”
“I’m not taking your virginity, Bella.”
She actually looked upset about it. What sort of conversation had she had in her head while I was getting ready for bed? Seriously? She should be thankful!
“Fine.” She licked her lips. “L-lay on the bed, on your back.”
I hid my smile.
Not how I planned on spending my wedding night in sheer torture while a gorgeous woman bossed me around. Welcome to marriage, right?
I lay down on my back and put my hands behind my head. “Like this?”
Her chest rose and fell slowly while her eyes roamed all over me. She crossed her arms. “No, I need you to take off all of your clothes.”
I froze. “What?”
“Naked. I want you naked. Now.” She actually grabbed her phone and typed something into it. “I’m setting a timer for my gift, give me ten minutes and you can go sleep in your room, I just want ten damn minutes for myself, to forget, can you do that?”
Ten minutes would be a lifetime.
Ten minutes would kill me.
I was already turned on and she hadn’t even touched me.
“Yes.” My mouth betrayed me. “Yes, I’ll give you ten minutes.”
“Good. Now strip.”
So I did.
CHAPTER TWENTY-TWO
“When the tables turn, they really turn, and when your woman asks, you obey or pay the price.” —King Campisi
Bella
It took every last shred of nerve I had to ask.
My pride was already gone, and I decided that queens didn’t just get their thrones, no they fought for them, or they took them and the ones who were born into it were destroyed.
So, I would take something for myself.
Especially after seeing his behavior tonight. I was hurt but more pissed than anything because while Ivan was a tease, he would never actually make-out with random women in front of me.
Maybe he forgot all his confessions. He hated it when women smoked, then kissed him, he hated long nails, and he really didn’t like it to be too easy for him.
All red flags.
