Page 31 of The Mafia Princess

“That makes me happy.” Damn, if she didn’t make him feel ten feet tall.

She nodded, scooted off the bed, walked into the bathroom, and closed the door. Pretty soon, there wouldn’t be doors between them. He wouldn’t allow it.

He dropped back to the mattress and stared up at the ceiling. If someone had told him a week ago that he’d trick a woman into marriage because he craved her so much, he would have laughed.

Now, he couldn’t see his life without her in it. For the next few hours, he’d have to use anything and everything he could think of to talk her into it, because her saying no to him was not an option.

Chapter Thirteen

Aryanna raised her face to the water, letting it run down her sensitized body. It hadn’t stopped throbbing but in a good way. She’d read about sex before, but she could never have imagined it as overwhelming or as wonderful as it was.

She giggled. She couldn’t wait to do it again. The thought of doing it with anyone else made her feel sick. Her body already belonged to Remington. She didn’t want him to know it yet, but it felt good to have that much control.

She finished up, wrapped her hair and body in a towel, and stood in front of the mirror.

She jumped when he knocked on the door.

“Are you decent?” he asked.

“Well, yes, kind of.”

The door opened before she finished the sentence.

“I didn’t say you could come in,” she complained.

He stood behind her with his hands on her bare shoulders and a grin on his face.

“We’re engaged, Love. I thought I was being nice to let you shower alone.”

“Nice?” she asked and laughed.

“Yeah. You’re going to love it when I bathe you. My hands will be all over you, making sure every inch is squeaky clean.” He leaned forward and pressed his lips against her neck. “You’d like that, wouldn’t you?” he whispered.

Every thought in her head scattered as she watched him press his lips and tongue to her neck and shoulder.

“We’ll talk more later. We really should get a move on. After breakfast, I have a meeting with Alastair and a few men this morning.”

She swallowed and nodded.

He kissed the top of her head and then walked over to the shower. Before she guessed what he would do, his boxers dropped to the floor, leaving his beautiful body on full display.

She knew she made a sound when he laughed.

She growled and walked into the closet to pull on another dress the girls got her. When he walked out of the shower with a towel around his waist, she was dressed and blow-drying her hair.

After he dressed, he stood beside her, combed his hair, and put cream on his facial hair.

She put the dryer away. “I’ll let the rest air-dry, or we’ll be here another ten minutes.”

He took her hand. “All right. Let’s go.”

A few minutes later, they walked into the dining room to see several people already sitting.

Two of the girls smiled and waved.

“Do you want some coffee, Love?”

“Yes, please.” She sat down beside Beth. “Good morning.”

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