The heat and anger in Luke’s eyes fade back. “What do you mean?”
I take a steadying breath before I speak. “My mother had an affair. Declan killed her for it.” Tears prick my eyes as I think about my mother’s fate and the terror she must’ve felt as my father stole her life from her. “I have no idea who my father is, but Declan forced me to keep it secret. I was terrified I would end up the same way as my mother, that he’d kill me too, so I kept my silence. It’s my biggest regret. The only reason he didn’t is because I was useful to him in a way my mother wasn’t. So if you’re banking on my father wanting to protect me and doing what you ask to save my life, it won’t happen. He only cares about saving face, not about me. I’m nothing to him, just the hint of a legacy that no longer exists.”
Luke scans my face, and I wonder what is going through his head. Does he see me as expendable now too? Was it a mistake to tell him this? Did he marry me thinking I could be used as a bargaining chip, and now I’m no longer of any use to him? I hold my breath as I wait for his answers.
“I don’t care about Declan fucking Easton.” His hand goes to my breast. “I want to fuck your pussy.”
His hand dips down the waistband of the jogging bottoms I’m wearing and into my underwear. I gasp as his fingers slide to my slick folds and push inside me. His mouth moves to my ear. “I’m sorry, little dove, but this is going to be fast and hard.”
My pussy pulses and I nod. “Do it,” I command.
He does exactly that. He takes me against the wall of the bathroom before finally carrying me into the bedroom and fucking me harder than he ever has.