Page 26 of Emperor of Lust

“You’re my fiancée,” he growls back. “It would be odd if I kept my distance.”

I glare at him. “Everyone here knows this is bullshit. Even Miyamoto.”

“Everyone knows professional wrestling is bullshit, too, but they still watch it.”

He suddenly brings a hand up to cup my jaw. I shiver as he lifts my face, pulling my gaze to his spooky yet gorgeous violet eyes.His lips pull into a smirk, as if he knows exactly what he’s doing to me. “You know, there’s a guest bathroom just down the hall?—”

“Yeah, Ilive here, genius,” I say curtly. “I know.”

Damian’s eyes flicker with something dark and deadly.

“If we really wanted to sell this, I think me pulling you into that guest bathroom and loudlyfucking youagainst the door would really cross all the Ts and dot all the Is, don’t you?”

My face erupts with heat. My core tightens and my teeth sink into my bottom lip. Then I steel myself and narrow my eyes at his.

“Damian?”

He grins wolfishly. “Yes?”

“Fuck off and choke on a bag of dicks.”

“Sucha dirty mouth,” he murmurs with a dark chuckle that sends a ripple of something unwelcome teasing up my spine. My pulse spikes as he leans close again. His hand is still cupping my jaw, and my core tightens even more when his other hand lands on my hip. “Such awillingone, too,” he adds.

My skin tingles with heat as my eyes widen.

“Stop it,” I hiss, glancing around to make sure nobody heard.

“I’m just stating the facts.”

“You can keep them to yourself!” I blurt.

I try to back away from him. But his hands don’t budge, an effortless strength in his fingertips as they completely keep me from moving.

“So,” he purrs. “You got my gifts.”

“I don’t want your cranes,” I spit, turning my face away, trying to ignore the way his nearness sends a shiver down my spine and his touch makes my legs shake and my core tighten. The way he’s both a presence and a shadow that refuses to disappear.

“So, something more substantial next time, then.”

My pulse quickens as I try a little harder to pull away from him.

“Stop it,” I hiss.

“Stop what?” he responds easily, his tone infuriatingly casual.

I grit my teeth, hoping he finally gets the hint. “You know damn well what. Talking to me crudely, trying to get under my skin. I know you’re just trying to fuck with me, and I would like you tostop.”

The corners of his lips curl dangerously and his eyes glint. “Oh,Kitsune,” he whispers darkly. “Believe me, you’d know if I was fucking you.”

My face heats. “I said fuckingwith?—”

“Potayto, po-tah-to,” he grunts, making my breath hitch. “Besides, Kitsune, I’m not sure you have enoughropein this house right now for me to fuck you properly. Do you?”

My face turns scarlet, my pulse skipping, my mind spinning, my heart pounding against my ribs. With a sudden burst of strength, I yank away from him, actually breaking free of his grip as I take three stumbling steps from him.

Damian doesn’t make a move to snatch me back. He just casually watches me back away.

“Going somewhere, Kitsune?”

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