Page 64 of My Ruthless Husband

I close my eyes, embarrassed. Why did I think he would never rub it in? He is Damian Montgomery. Of course, he wouldn’t miss the chance to mock me.

“I’m not a patient man, angel.”

I lift my eyes. “What do you mean by that?”

“I mean that I need you.” he deliberately spreads his long, well-defined legs. Then adjusts his tailored suit pants, emphasizing the breadth of his strong thighs and… Oh my god, he’s hard.

A flush crawls up my neck and spreads over my cheeks as my gaze lingers for a moment longer than intended. I quickly look away, hoping he hasn’t noticed my staring.

I watch the city lights through the window as I try to calm my heartbeats.

A thrill shoots through me when his calloused palm curls around my nape. But I don’t look at him. If I give in, if I submit to him again, it will leave me emptier than I am right now.

His fingers trail down until he is stroking the skin of my throat, leaving my thoughts in a mess.

“Breathe,” he commands. And that’s when it registers that I’ve been holding my breath this whole time.

My body complies, his one command soothing my nerves.

“You need me,” he says matter-of-factly and my pussy clenches and begins throbbing. “Then why are you being so difficult?”

I push his hand away. “Because unlike you, I can’t just let go of the fact that you hate me.”

He takes my hand and guides it to his bulge. “Does this feel like hate to you?”

I pull my hand. “Sex is not the solution to everything.”

“I respectfully disagree.”

“Well then you are free to find someone else to take care of your needs.”

His eyes darken, and in the blink of an eye, I’m in his lap. My upper arm throbs from the force with which he yanked me, and the breath is knocked out of my lungs.

“That’s the first and last time you’ll say that to me.”

My hands push against his chest. “You expect me to believe you never cheated on me while you were away on those business trips?”

He grabs my wrists and twists them behind my back, his eyes flashing with a warning.

My mouth parts in surprise. “Are you serious?” I never fathomed the idea of him betraying our vows, but that was before. The moment I discovered he had a hidden agenda to marry me, I concluded that fidelity also held no significance to him. If our union was merely a façade, there was no reason for him to remain loyal to me.

His jaw clenches. “My being faithful is that shocking to you?”

“But y-you hate me.”And my father.

He jerks me to his chest. “Doesn’t stop me from wanting you.” His voice is full of venom, as if he hates himself for wanting me so much. Is this why he was always so desperate to get inside me the moment he returned home from those trips? If he is telling the truth, then it has been more than three months since he had sex. And that’s why he said he isn’t a patient man.

“Would you rather I go to some random woman and fuck her?”

My heart thuds in my chest. “W-what?”

His eyes flash with fury. I don’t think I’ve ever seen him this angry before.

“Do you really want me to fuck someone who’s not you?”

Tears gather in my eyes as I picture him with someone else. His naked body over a beautiful woman who wouldn’t hesitate asking for what she wants from him. Bile rises to my throat. I shake my head vehemently.

“Tell me.” He shakes me roughly. “Go ahead, angel. Tell me again to fuck another woman, and I’ll do it right in front of you.”

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