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“No, I’m not,” she spits back, folding her arms over her chest.

I step closer. Even in the dim light, her wet lashes look thick and full. At this moment, their beauty stands out starkly against her almost porcelain skin. “The engagement isn’t going to go away. Stop fighting it.”

“I don’t accept it. This is bullshit.”

As I stand in the middle of the room, breathing the same air as Katarina, and feeling that familiar anger coming off her, I can’t stop myself.

I round the bed and sit down on the mattress next to her. There are several inches between us, and yet, I can already feel her heat.

“Would you have preferred I left you to Yakov?” I challenge. “He had a clear idea of how he wanted to spend his time with you. I don’t imagine he would have been gentle.”

She straightens and glances at me from the corner of her eyes. She considers my words, a hint of fear rising to her face.

“Or you could behave, and we could celebrate our engagement right now,” I suggest in a soft voice.

I shouldn’t sound this gentle. It’s deceptive. For a man to rise to the position I hold now, I had to embrace evil. If the situation demands me to be a rough and uncultured animal, that’s who I’ll be.

“Go to hell!” she spits out.

“Who are you angry at?” I ask. When she doesn’t answer right away, I reach out and cup her chin, forcing her to meet my gaze.

“You,” she confesses, a bit more subdued. Fury fizzles beneath her beautiful surface.

I shake my head. “I’m not the one who drugged you. You should be thanking me for saving you. My guess is that Gargarin would’ve kept you as a sex slave for a couple of weeks and then sold you to the Mexicans. “

“My hero,” she says mockingly.

“I can always send you to him if you prefer that,” I suggest. “Or I can have one of my men act out Yakov’s plans.”

There’s a hint of vulnerability in her gaze, though she’s trying to hide it. Something hot twitches in my belly. At this moment, I want her more than ever.

Not to love.

I don’t do love anymore.

I want to make her mine. I want to dominate every part of her, claim her body, and tame the wild beast inside her.

“What do you plan on doing to me, Nikolai?” she asks with a slight tremor in her voice.

“I will fuck you,” I answer honestly. My simple answer causes another tremble in her body. “Fuck you senseless, Katarina. Until the only thing that’s going to matter to you is my face, my name, and my cock buried inside you.”

A look of terror and aversion mixes with what I swear is just a fraction of arousal. I allow my hand to drop from her face to her chest. My eyes narrow as I feel her quiver.

“But don’t worry, serdtse,” I add gently. “First, I’ll marry you. The rest comes later.”

Her gaze flashes in alarm. In such a state, she makes an adorable creature.

As I wait for her response, I allow my eyes to drift lower. She wears the same clothes from the night I took her from Solanum. Her face is messy, and her hair tousled. No matter how unsightly she appears, I still find her irresistible.

“I’ll bring you clothes and cosmetics,” I tell her. “I won’t have my wife looking like a mess.”

She sucks in a breath. Tears pool in her eyes, and her upper lip lifts slightly in a silent snarl.

“I’ll be back every day to have dinner together,” I inform her. “If you want to get out of here, you’ll have to work on gaining my trust. And I do mean work, Katarina.”

“Are you just going to keep me here then?”

“At least until you manage to treat me like a loving wife would.”

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