Page 63 of Sinful Wrath

I can’t bear the thought of Mikhail looking at me like I’m damaged, because then I’d have to face the reality of what happened to me. And I’m not ready for that either.

So, I need to put on my bratty spoiled princess mantle once again.

“Why is it okay for you to go out and not me?”

“Excuse me?”

“After we fucked, you went to a bar. I want to know why you can do that, and I can’t?” I don’t miss the way Mikhail’s shoulders tense, and the muscle in his jaw flexes as he looks at me.

“Because I can take care of myself.”

“And I can’t?” I throw my hands in the air.

Suddenly, I’m anything but cold. I shrug out of my coat and toss it on the chair before folding my arms across my chest. I catch Mikhail’s eyes raking over my body and for a moment, need flashes in his dark eyes.

“No.” He folds his arms over his chest.

“That’s bullshit, and you know it. So, what? Was I not enough? Did you need another fix, is that it?”

“What the fuck are you talking about?”

“You knowexactlywhat I’m talking about.”

Mikhail’s eyes narrow, but he takes a step toward me, and then another until I’m backed up against the wall, encased by his thick arms.

“You thought I left to go fuck someone else?” He dips his head so that his lips brush against my ear.

“Yes.”

“You’re a bad liar. You’re trying to pick a fight to turn my attention away from the fact that you disobeyed me,again.”

I bow my head, my throat too thick with emotion to speak.

“Lucia.”

I have to screw my eyes shut to stop the tears from falling.

But Mikhail reaches out to my chin, lifting my head, so I have no choice but to look at him.

“Why did you wear that dress?”

I blink at the question.

“I-I don’t know…”

He shakes his head as he moves his hand lower to cup my throat.

“I think you do.” His voice is rough, and it sends a shiver down my spine as I stare up into his dark eyes.

He squeezes my throat, and I let out a gasp, not of surprise but of pleasure.

“You wore it at dinner the first night we met.”

“Yes.”

“I’ll ask you again, why did you wear that dress tonight?”

“Because I knew you liked it,” I admit, biting my lower lip as I watch Mikhail’s eyes flick down to my breasts.

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