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My body practically shudders as I picture it.
Fuck.
I want her so badly.
Do I have to wait for the wedding?
Does it even make a difference?
She is mine, and she already agreed to do anything I want.
I want this.
I want her.
Her breathing is heavy, her chest heaving beneath me.
I lean back slightly so that I can look into her eyes.
I see defiance, but also something else. Something familiar to me.
I chuckle again.
I can see the lust in her eyes no matter how hard she is trying to hide it from me.
Once upon a time, she couldn't keep her hands off me and no matter what she tries to tell herself, her body remembers what that feels like.
She bites her lower lip in agitation and turns her face away from me, trying to hide how flushed her cheeks are.
I'll wait until after the wedding. I'll wait, and it will be worth it. Because when I take her - she is going to love it. She might want to deny it, but she can't hide it.
When I do fuck her she'll be screaming my name. Begging for more.
I smirk, staring down at her.
"What?" She snaps bitterly.
AMELIA
"What? What will you do about it, Amelia? What power do you think you have here? You have fucking nothing. Less than nothing. It's time you accepted that, isn't it?"
He sounds amused. As though this is funny to him. As though my torment is bringing him joy. I hate him more and more as each moment passes.
Well, I don't give a fuck what he thinks he can do to me he isn't going near Elle.
He's so fucking sick and twisted for finding enjoyment in my pain. I don't trust him. I don't want Elle getting hurt. She's been through so much she doesn't deserve to be subjected to his games.
I'm struggling to control myself.
Struggling to keep the hatred that's burning inside me from tearing through me.
He chuckles. A deep rolling sound that vibrates through my body and sends me over the edge. Surging anger. Wild and uncontrolled.
Before I even know what I'm doing my hand is swinging towards him. I want to slap him so hard that his cheek stings for a week.
But he grabs my wrist midair and pain shoots through my arm as he spins me around and slams me hard against the wall.
The air is knocked out of my lungs, and I gasp for breath, but Stefano doesn't even give me a chance to recover before he grabs my jaw and presses his mouth over mine.
