Page 173 of My Husband’s New Fiancée

And suddenly, the answer becomes obvious.

Mara got herself hired as my secretary.

“Tell me what her real role is.”

Valeria gives me an annoyed look. She realizes I’ve already figured it out.

“You hired her to spy on me.”

“Not to spy on you,” she immediately corrects. “To protect you.”

For a second, I’m speechless.

“And you thought I didn’t deserve to know?”

“Oh, please,” she cuts in. “You’re allowed to want to protect me, but I’m not allowed to do the same for you? Is that it? I’m supposed to stay some fragile little woman while you play the hero?”

“That’s not what I said—”

Her eyes flash.

Neither of us backs down.

Neither of us wants to.

The argument should continue.

Instead, it changes shape.

And instead of backing down—

“Go fuck yourself, Dante. You don’t have exclusive rights to being the alpha here.”

A slow smile spreads across my lips.

“Oh yeah? So you’re the alpha in this relationship?”

“Yes. Absolutely.”

“Prove it.”

The air crackles between us.

Then she steps forward.

For one second, neither of us looks away.

Then she slams me hard against the wall and captures my lips.

Our bodies ignite almost instantly.

Our breathing shortens.

Very quickly, our clothes disappear.

“I want you right now,” she breathes against my mouth.

Fuck.