Page 114 of Primal God

“Does that mean you can tell him to fuck off?”

Dimitri leans forward, brushing his lips against mine. “It means I can do one better.”

“Care to elaborate?”

“Did Isabetta ever tell you how she and Alessandro came to be married?”

I nod. “Yeah. He crashed her wedding, right?”

“He did.” He smiles. “An idea he got from me when I did the same thing to Serafina.”

“I don’t follow. Didn’t you just say you had an arranged marriage?”

“We did, but to other people. I met her by chance and knew I had to have her. So, I skipped my wedding and crashed hers.”

“How did you know she would marry you?”

“She was pregnant with João.”

My lips part. “And you were sure he was yours?”

“I would have loved him the same even if he wasn’t.”

I know he’s telling the truth, too. That’s just the type of man he is.

“So your plan is to crash my wedding with Adam?”

“Fuck no.” He shakes his head. “I’m not letting you go through that.”

“Then, I don’t follow.”

“Marry me, Lilith. Become my wife and let’s show your uncle that he doesn’t dictate what you do.”

Tears fill my eyes. I want to say yes so badly, but I don’t. Instead, I shake my head.

“I can’t.”

“Why not?”

“There are things you don’t know about me.”

“And there are things you don’t know about me,” he counters. “We’ll figure them out together.”

“My uncle is prepared to use it over my head.”

“Even more reason why you need to tell me.” I shake my head, and he moves closer. “I’m not asking, little girl.”

“You won’t look at me the same,” I finally say. “And that will kill me.”

“Lilith.”

“Do you remember when I told you we had seen each other when I was working at the hotel?”

“Yes.”

“Well, we did more than just see each other.” I pause. “You were drunk, and I went to check on you. You pulled me into the bathroom and we…”

“We what?” His eyes widen. “Did I hurt you?”

---