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Ana tilts her chin and purses her lips looking up at me.

“Whatever.” She ducks, slipping out from between my arms and grabs her bag, heading upstairs.

Hades, like the traitor he is, immediately follows her without even glancing at me.

My fist lands on the island top hard enough to make my phone jump.

This isnotwhat I had in mind for tonight.

I have work to do, although I dread having to sit in my office knowing my wife is pissed at me.

When Ana comes back downstairs, she’s changed into an oversized sweater and leggings, showing off the tight curves of her hips as she leans against my desk. “What, my husband, did you have planned for dinner tonight? Are we inviting our new neighbors?”

I groan as I lean back in my chair. “Come here.” I hold out my hand and straddle her across my lap. “The only thing I want to eat tonight is you.” My palms circle the globes of her ass and I grind her against my hardening cock.

“Oh, am I interrupting?” Zoya stands in the doorway with a smirk on her face. “I tried to knock, but there wasn’t an answer.”

Where is my useless guard dog?

Ana’s spine straightens, and she doesn’t even look at Zoya. “Yes, you’re interrupting.”

Zoya raises an eyebrow, but stays still. “That’s rather rude, child.”

Ana’s nails dig into my shoulders and her jaw clenches.

She’s cute when she’s angry.

“Zoya, you need to call. This is our house, and you’ll respect that.” It’s hard to concentrate with Ana’s hot pussy pressing on my crotch.

“Well, I thought we were all family here.” Zoya gives me a patronizing smile, then has the audacity to sit on a nearby chair. “Speaking of, why are you still wearing that ridiculous mask? We’ve all seen you without it.”

Ana’s eyes widen. “We have?”

Zoya laughs. “What, you haven’t seen how handsome he is? Why is he keeping that from you?” She pushes herself up and turns. “Mikhail, dear. Galena has no toys to play with. And I need a different bed than the one that is in that tiny house. It’s horribly soft. You know I like it hard.” She winks at me, then disappears.

As soon as she’s gone, Ana’s face darkens and she shoves her hands against my chest, leaping off my lap. “What the fuck, Miki? She’s seen you without your stupid mask, but I haven’t?” Tears well in her eyes. “You said you weren’t ready, and I’ve tried to respect that. But to have her hold something so important that you keep out of reach?” Her chin wavers and her arms wrap around her waist. “Fuck you!”

Turning on her heel, she runs out the door.

God damn it. This isreallynot what I had planned.

CHAPTER 31

ANASTASIA

Song- Soulmate, Chanin

My face buriesinto the pillow as I sob out my frustrations.

What was I even thinking? Pushing him to marry me must have been a mistake.

Maybe he’s had a ton of girlfriends before I came along.

I didn’t know him when I committed myself to him. Am I stupid for thinking this could work?

The bed dips when he sits next to me.

“Ana, I’m sorry.” His warm palm rests on my lower back.

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