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“… Fine. Maybe she likes it when we fuck… Can you blame her?” I say.
“What about when you’re not fucking? Does she enjoy you then?”
“… It’s hard to tell.”
“With women, it usually is.”
“That’s not true,” I say, letting my defences slip just a little. “I’ve been with countless women before, and they all made it clear they’d do anything to be with me. Not Sophia, though. The first time we met, she practically spit in my face.”
“Does she still want to spit in your face ?”
“Yes. I’m sure of it. But now, I can make her clean me with her tongue… and I know she’ll love it.”
“… Sounds like you two should get married.”
Roman sees and opening in the traffic ahead, and with a sharp turn he races forward before cutting down a nearly empty side street.
I’m not sure whether my stomach drops from the speed or from his suggestion.
“Neither of us want to get married,” I grumble.
“Then why did you both show up to that meeting in New Orleans?”
Shifting in my seat, I struggle to come up with an answer to that. For all that I’ve finally managed to tear out of Sophia, the true reason for our meeting still alludes me.
I can’t let Roman know that I’ve failed to fully interrogate my captive, even if he clearly knows that I think of her as more than just a captive.
“That’s something I’m still trying to figure out,” I carefully admit, my hands curling into fists.
When I get back to the brownstone, I’m going to storm straight into Sophia’s room, and I’m going to force her to finally answer that fucking question.
Why did you send me that letter if you had no real interest in a marriage pact?
Before, I thought it was because she took one look at my twisted body and decided she’d rather burn in a hellish war than marry a cripple. But now I know she craves my touch just as much as I crave hers. Hell, she didn’t even know I was defective.
So, what’s the fucking deal?
“You better find out fast,” Nolan says, taking a sharp turn down another side street. My attention is still fixed on the blurry world outside.
“… And why is that?” I ask, already knowing the answer.
“Because soon, you’re only going to have two options. Marry her… or give her up.”
Even though I knew it was coming, his words are still like a punch to the gut.
My whole drive up to the senator’s mansion, I was preparing to defend my case, I was ready to fight to keep the princess I have locked up in my tower.
It didn’t come to that, but now it’s obvious that it’s only because Roman was entrusted with the task.
Or maybe he actually cares about what his brother has gotten himself into…
It’s hard to tell.
Hell, it could be a little bit of both.
The ache in my leg is softly throbbing when Roman takes another hard turn down a deserted street. Even with a seatbelt on, I’m nearly thrown against the door. The harsh driving is not helping the headache I’ve been barely fighting off since the blast this morning.
“Hey, easy there, rough rider,” I bark, snapping my attention over to him. “Remember, I was caught in a fucking explosion earlier today.”
