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“I don’t get why you’re angry at me. You should be thanking me. That guy wanted my property,” I muttered as I started to exit the car park. I didn’t know if it was such a good idea to postpone the appointment, but I would do anything she wanted.
“I’m not your property and if you really want this marriage to work, you need to calm the fuck down. What you did out there was absolutely ridiculous. You overreacted and I could have dealt with that guy myself, thank you very much,” she complained, but at this point I started tuning her out.
I just didn’t want to argue with her. Maybe in a way she was right: I overreacted. However, when it came to Marinka I was too possessive and never felt like I had enough control. I’d almost lost her, so in my mind, that justified me being overprotective. Our kiss awakened all the feelings I had for her. I realized I hadn’t done nearly enough to bring us back together. Sex alone didn’t cut it.
The traffic was bad on the way back. As we drove in silence, my mind worked overtime. Marinka, Sofia, the clubs. I wasn’t sure exactly what Sofia was trying to gain from me. That woman was unpredictable and her new position gave her too much power, and doing business with her would be like walking in a minefield. I had to be careful.
I carried Lilly to her bed when we got back home. Pedro showed up soon afterwards. Indeed, I wondered where he was while I was making a fool of myself. I’d told him to make himself a bit scarce and not breathe down our necks too much.
Marinka had a chat with her father on the phone while I shut myself in my office. I had several pressing matters I needed to deal with. The shipments needed to be finalized and I needed to return a call to the detective dealing with the club arson.
Half an hour later, I forced myself to go out there and apologize to my wife. This was supposed to be a family day out and I ruined it by being possessive and unpredictable. Marinka wasn’t in the living room. I asked Penelope, who informed me that she was probably in her bedroom.
I walked there, feeling tense and on edge. I knew I had to be more affectionate. I had to show her how much I fucking loved her. She meant everything to me and more. I just couldn’t lose her again.
I knocked and heard a quiet “Come in.”
She was standing by the bed, where her pajamas had been laid out, and she looked frustrated, her face twisted in pain.
“What’s the matter, princess?”
“I need a little help to remove my clothes,” she said, avoiding my gaze.
I rushed to her and took her hand.
“Slowly, please.”
“I got you,” I said. “I’ll be gentle.”
CHAPTER16
Marinka
I madeit known I was still furious when we got home, so Sebastian shut himself in his office, like a fucking coward, after settling Lilly in her room.
This had been a pretty exciting day for her. She had lots of junk food, petted ponies, went on rides with her psychotic father, and met her grandparents. She seemed to have developed a liking for her grandfather, and I was glad for that. He said she’d behaved like a lady.
After that long, eventful day, she’d be asleep for a while. Hopefully not too much so she’d sleep at night. I planned to wake her up for dinner.
I went up to my bedroom to change into something more comfortable. Back at the fair, someone shoved their way to the front of the crowd, hitting me on the side and causing me to trip and fall onto the sharp end of a wooden chair. Now the pain was real, and I could barely move without triggering an unholy throbbing. I’d probably bruised several ribs.
I could barely lift my arms to take off my t-shirt. Getting the tight jeans down my legs would also be an issue. The pain blinded me for a moment. I needed help.
I had calmed down enough by then to deal with him. Perhaps that sleazy guy at the stall had been too forward and I should have walked away the first time he said something untoward. Sebastian was jealous, he’d admitted it himself, and I did nothing to nip that situation in the bud.
My husband might be sweet at times, sexy as hell, but when he got angry, his brain stopped functioning.
Luckily, he showed up right when I needed him so he could make himself useful.
“Someone pushed me at the fair and I tripped and fell against a chair,” I said, feeling a little silly that I couldn’t undress myself.
“Who hurt you?” he asked, as if already plotting a horrible revenge.
“How should I know? There were a bunch of people there, watching you make a fool of yourself. I think I bruised my ribs.” I bit my bottom lip and winced when a sharp stab of pain hit me.
His face went pale and he cursed loudly under his breath.
“I’m sorry you got hurt, princess. As I said, I’ll be gentle. Just tell me what to do,” he said, coming behind me.
