Page 30 of His Wild Attraction

“Look, you don’t have to pretend this is anything other than a marriage of convenience. And I am aware it’s mostly for me. I’m sure you’ve had other women since?—”

“No one. I haven’t been with another woman since I saw you.”

His confession was as unexpected as my reaction to it.

Fierce, possessive need rose inside me like a tidal wave. I had to pinch my thigh to keep from moaning out loud in satisfaction.

My mouth went dry. I didn’t know what to think.

A man like him admitting he hadn’t had sex in two months was astounding to me.

How could that even be possible?

“Do you really need to ask that, Lupina?” he growled.

I had no idea what Lupina meant, or why he kept calling me that. But more importantly, I had no answer for him.

I mean, yeah, I really needed to ask.

“Okay, so you want us to sleep together. Is what you are saying?” I finally asked bluntly.

“Yes. I want a real marriage. I won’t settle for less than real with you.”

“Why aren’t you already married? Oh my God, do you have a girlfriend?”

“Ellie, why would I agree to marry you if I had a girlfriend? And I just told you I haven’t slept with anyone since I first saw you.”

“Right,” I whispered.

“I don’t lie. I won’t lie. Not to you. Not about us. It will always only be the truth between you and me, okay? No secrets. No lies.”

I wanted to believe him so badly. Trust was difficult for me. But Andres had only ever been kind, and I had no reason to doubt him.

I didn’t believe in making one person pay for the sins of another. Andres wasn’t Gary. That was a mistake I could never make.

So, once more, I’d agreed to his terms.

“Okay, so we get married. We sleep together. We make this real. No lying. And no cheating.”

“No cheating?”

“You can’t sleep with other women, Andres. I can’t open myself up to that kind of?—”

“I will never touch another woman. I swear it. And you won’t touch another man.”

He’d said it with a finality I would never admit out loud to liking, but I did.

I liked it a lot.

There was just something so freeing in his statement. There were a few other things he asked for, things having to do with my inheritance and the business, and I agreed to all of them.

I didn’t know much about it to be honest, but Andres had me meet with his lawyers the next day. He insisted I have representation of my own, and I called one of my Dad’s old friends who ran a law firm.

After an hour of legal jargon, I distracted myself with some reading until my lawyer told me everything looked fantastic and that I should sign on the dotted line to whatever agreement Andres had drawn up.

So, I did.

It was insane, but I completely trusted Andres to do right by me and Sammy. I couldn’t explain it. I just knew instinctively that he wouldn’t hurt us like that.

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