Page 26 of Tainted Ties

Although, I had to admit, a part of me took her for my own selfish reasons.

From the moment I ran into a young and frightened Aurora in that dark corridor all those years ago, I was captivated by her.

Though my unexplainable fascination would end the moment I snuffed the life out of her.

Sweat ran down my face and into my eyes as I pounded my fists against the stiff leather, my frustration building.

The incessant vibration of my phone continued, stopping me from my movements to answer it. “What?” I snapped.

“Don, I have your wife”

My fingers curled around my phone in a deathly grip. “What do you mean youhaveher?”

“We caught her trying to leave the premise.” There was a brief pause before Ricardo continued, “She’s currently cursing out the guard while banging against the gates.”

This woman had more bravery than I expected, but she would soon realize it was useless against me.

I gritted my teeth to suppress my anger. “Bring her inside.Now.”

I hung up and threw my phone against the wall, where it bounced and cracked to pieces on the floor.

My head pounded with aggravation.

It didn’t matter that I hated Aurora, she was my wife and if she still didn’t understand that there were consequences to her actions, then I would engrave that in her mind until it wasvery fucking clear.

* * *

I heard furious footfalls before an angry Aurora stood before me.

A ghost of a smile threatened to slip as I took in her appearance. I could practically see smoke coming out of her ears.

“Fuck you!” she yelled.

We were in the sitting room, once again. This time, I was leaning against the bookshelf with my arms folded across my chest, watching her shake from rage.

“With time, perhaps,” I drawled. Satisfaction and surprise seeped into me when she slapped me, hard.

I welcomed the slight sting that clung to my cheek from her weak assault before rubbing my jaw. I chuckled deeply. “Did you enjoy that?” I asked, pushing off the bookshelf. “That split second of superiority?” I walked toward her, a sardonic smile playing on my lips. Each step I took forward, she took back until she was flat against the wall.

There was no denying her attractiveness; she was a sight for sore eyes. Curly blonde hair cascaded over her shoulders, her smooth skin glowed in the dimly lit room, and those doe eyes that stared at me with trepidation.

I wanted to bend and mold her to my will—corrupt her—andIwould.

Her breathing shallowed as I caged her in, bracing my hands on either side of her face. I bent my head low and caught her eyes. They were the purest shade of green I’d ever seen and right now, anger coiled within them. I asked again, “Did you?”

“Yes.”

The nerve of this woman. It made me want to snuff out that fire within her and claim her right here.

“Good. Now, it’s my turn,” I said gruffly before crashing my lips against hers.

The kiss wasn’t gentle or slow. I wanted to punish her for many things—most of all for having the sweetest lips I had ever tasted. They were intoxicating.

Her hands pushed against my chest, digging her nails into my flesh, but that didn’t deter me from taking what I wanted.

Licking the seam of her lips, I gripped her hip roughly, causing her to gasp and giving me the perfect opportunity to slip my tongue into her mouth.

I tangled my free hand in her hair, keeping her lips connected with mine.

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