Page 32 of Twisted Contract

We both leave, and as we’re leaving, I get a sinking feeling some shit is about to go down. Still, all I want to do is go home and slip my dick in that bad-ass woman in our home.

I can smell that she’s in the kitchen and as I enter, my teeth are on edge.

Chapter Thirteen

Claudia

“I love you, Nicky. Talk to you later. Bye.” I realize my mistake as the pressure changes in the room. It’s as if I can feel him anytime he’s near. I lift my head to the side and see the darkness in his eyes. His light blues seem to disappear around his dark lashes and pupils. There’s no doubt he misinterpreted my call, but I know there’s no way he’s going to listen right now. There’s that hungry look in his predatory gaze. I see the determination to prove a point to me. A shiver of both fear and excitement fills me up.

“I know my fucking ears didn’t just deceive me. First, I came home to find you half naked walking around my house with my men all around as if you’re a goddamn stripper. Now, you’re chatting with your ex-fiancé, reminding him how much you love him. What the fuck am I going to do with you?”

“It’s not like that,” I insist, trying to explain, but he shakes his head and stalks toward me with a domineering gaze.

“Don’t lie to me. The apple doesn’t fall too far from the motherfucking tree.”

“No, it doesn’t. Remember that—your father isn’t any better than mine. You’re the one who’s been gone, and then you have the nerve to come and accuse me of things.” I slam my hand against my hip.

“It’s not hard, sweetheart, when I can hear them coming from your pretty, deceitful lips.”

I glare at him, getting in his angry, possessive face. “Nicky is a four-year-old boy, jackass, and it’s his birthday tomorrow. I was finishing up his order that would have been done already ifit wasn’t for your foolish demands that I live here instead of back at my apartment—above my bakery.”

“Foolish? Do you think your safety is foolish? You forget why you came to me.”

“I think we’re both forgetting why.”

“It’s not time yet, little girl. I told you I’ll have to wait until Jack and Nora’s wedding is over. I’m not ruining that shit for them. It’s bad enough your father tried to destroy it. They’ve been through enough. Now, are you done running that smart mouth of yours, because you need a lesson.”

“A lesson?”

“Yes.”

“In what?”

“In how to behave and act like you actually belong to me. I need to remind these men that you’re mine. Do you want me to fuck you in front of all of them?” My face flushes, and I try to hide the desire washing through me for him to take me in front of everyone.

“It’s only temporary, remember? A fake marriage,” I stammer out, biting my bottom lip.

“Temporary or not, everyone has to fucking believe it to keep your little stubborn ass protected. I’m starting to wonder if you don’t want this to work.”

“You know I do.”

“Then act like the obedient wife.” He squeezes my pussy, knowing I’m soaked.

“I’ll consider it.”

“Consider this.” He looks at the items on the counter. “I’m going to have to give everyone a show of what’s mine, even if it’s temporary. They don’t know it. All they know is your mine andthat tight pussy, smart mouth, sexy, plump breasts, and juicy, firm ass belong to me.”

“You wouldn’t.”

“Are you challenging me? Because I’m always up for a challenge. I think you are too. This soaked pussy clenching against my fingers wants to be fucked like a good wife in front of everyone. You want them to know you belong to me, don’t you?” He bites my neck. “Answer me, Claudia.”

“Yes.”

“Good.”

“Oh, look. What could we do with this coconut oil? Lean forward, Claudia. I’m about to teach you a lesson when it comes to walking around the house in just my dress shirt looking too damn delectable for anyone to see. You’re my wife.”

“Temporarily,” I reminded him again.

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