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So do I, and I’m far angrier than she ever could be.

Her back crashes into the wall, knocking a picture down a few feet away. Her eyes open wide, and I think she wants to say something else nasty, but nothing comes out. I should care that it might have hurt her, but I don’t. Right now, all I can think of is making her understand how much I hate that she still cares more for that brother of mine than she does me.

I pin her wrists above her head as my other hand roams over her gorgeous body. She will be mine and only mine. I waited months, believing she needed time, and I thought we’d gotten past everything she felt for him last night.

Clearly, I was wrong. Fine. Then tonight she’ll stay right here with me. I’ll make her understand how much exists between us so she’ll finally see she’s right where she belongs and who she’s supposed to be with.

She’ll have no choice but to submit to me.

I’m hard as a rock staring into her eyes and seeing nothing but stony anger. Sasha is the strongest woman I’ve ever known, but she will bend to my will.

“I see this is exciting you,” she says with a sneer when I press my cock against her thigh. “Planning on forcing me to do you? Charming.”

Shaking my head, I smile. “No forcing. You want me as much as I want you. I just don’t plan on waiting anymore for you to show me how you feel.”

“Sounds pretty one-sided to me.”

I push hard against her wrists so she lets out a tiny cry of pain. “Be good, or this will hurt a whole lot more than that.”

She arches a single eyebrow in judgment and sighs. “I don’t like when men tell me to be good, Alex. It makes me want to do exactly the opposite, in fact.”

I lower my head and kiss her neck before saying, “Feel free to be bad then, but you will show me how you feel about me tonight. No more games, Sasha.”

Despite having the chance to reply with something cruel, she doesn’t respond. At least not verbally. Her body is an entirely different story. With every kiss I plant up and down her neck, she softens beneath me. When I feel her hips tilt forward to nudge her pussy against the front of my pants, I know I’ve broken her.

Lifting my head, I smile as I study her beautiful and passive expression. “See? That wasn’t hard, now was it?”

Sasha purses her lips but doesn’t answer. That’s fine. I don’t need more talking anyway. We’ve got better things to do.

CHAPTER ELEVEN

Sasha

I hate the effect this man has on me. I should want to kill him right now. How dare he hold me here when I’ve made it clear I want to leave?

Except that’s not what I truly want. What I want is between his legs and at the moment is teasing my inner thigh with a promise of what’s to come.

He wants to know what I feel. With any other man, I would let him see what’s in my heart. Alex Rule is too dangerous to my happiness, though. I can’t trust him. I have no idea what will happen if he finds out how much I care for him.

So we do this violent dance, each one ratcheting up the risk to ourselves until it’s too much to bear.

Alex loosens his hold on my wrists ever so slightly, so I take advantage of that tiny bit of freedom and yank them away from his hold. He’s surprised by my sudden show of strength and reaches for my arms, but I slap him even harder than before, sending him reeling backwards.

Enraged, he lunges for me as I try to run, slamming me back against the wall again. This time he knocks the wind out of me, leaving me dazed for long enough for him to regain control.

Through gritted teeth, he angrily whispers in my ear, “I swear to God woman I’m going to kill you if you keep this up.”

“Is this what you call foreplay?” I ask, finally able to speak again.

“Why can’t you just do as I want? Why do you have to make everything so hard?” he asks, and I swear I hear a hint of defeat in his tone.

I don’t want that. Alex has always excited me because he never showed weakness. I need that in a man.

“You like it this way,” I say with a smile. “You wouldn’t want me if I wasn’t like this. You don’t want a soft, submissive thing. You want someone who fights you tooth and nail so when you finally get what you want most, it’s like you’ve conquered me. Admit it. That’s the truth.”

In his dark eyes, I see I’ve hit the mark. He shakes his head and sighs, like he doesn’t know what to do with the reality of us.

“How on earth did my brother ever handle you?”

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