Page 46 of Say I Do

A sharp inhale had me meeting Benito’s gaze. He stared at my body as if it was the first time he’d seen me in lingerie.

“Like?” I turned around, showing off the thong and how my ass looked bare with slender straps framing it.

“No, take it off.”

Benito’s face was impassive; he showed nothing as he stared at me. If it wasn’t for his cock heavy between his legs, I’d believe he didn’t like it.

“Two options, and I need the one that screams my husband has a lot of money, and I want to spend it all.” I lifted the first suit. It was a nice burgundy color with a navy blue button-up. I stared at Benito’s face, but he was too busy staring at my chest and cock.

“Benito, I need you to take this seriously.”

“Harlow, take the cuffs off.” His voice was eerily calm. Fear and desire twisted together in an intoxicating mixture.

“Or this one.” Shit, I sounded shaky to my ears. I held up an all-black suit with a single white tie.

“Lo ucciderò.”

I bit my bottom lip. Shit, he sounded hot when he spoke Italian. “Or there can be a third option: a dress. I have one like yesterday. I know how much you liked it on me.”

Benito’s nostrils flared, but he said nothing.

“I’m trying here. You’re making this marriage hard.”

“Harlow, if you don’t release me right now, you’re going to regret it.”

I didn’t doubt his words. However, a part of me wanted to see exactly what I’d regret. “I think I’ll save the next dress for our family event.”

He didn’t respond to me, but there was no need for him to either. I grabbed the burgundy suit and headed for the bathroom to finish getting ready.

I put half my hair up and only took out two small strands to frame my face. I lined my eyes with dark brown eyeliner. It made my already light eyes stand out even more. My gaze dropped to the bruising around my neck, and my breath caught. There was no mistaking the handprints for anything but what they were.

What did it say about me that I wanted more bruises? I closed my eyes and took in a measured breath. My cock strained against my black panties begging me to say fuck the charity event and instead climb back on top of Benito and see if it was a one-night thing.

I shook my head as I got dressed, forcing my need to the back of my mind.

“Where the fuck do you think you’re going looking like that?” Benito was still in the same spot I’d left him in. His hands cuffed above his head, the covers and sheets on the floor.

I practically skipped over to Benito. “Like what? A whole snack?” I fixed the sleeves of my shirt, pulling them down a bit. “Don’t worry if I do catch someone’s eye. I’ll make sure they are rich enough that it will be worth it.”

“Harlow.”

I visibly shivered. “You want to kill me, don’t you?”

“You have no idea.”

“I have some.” I grabbed the car keys and Benito’s wallet. Next to the extra dildos I’d put in his nightstand were the tickets. “Here, I’ll leave you yours.”

“Harlow!”

I laughed. “I’ll go on ahead. Try not to be too late, Benito.”

The door shut behind me, cutting off Benito’s shouts and curses.This is so much fun.

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Without Benito on my arm,I didn’t get nearly as much attention. Still, people watched me as I moved around. None of them came to speak to me, thank goodness. I scanned the room, looking for anyone I might know.

The moment I spotted my father’s wife, I turned and moved in the opposite direction.Great, I should have known she’d be here.I made a mental note of staying clear of her for the remainder of the evening. What was the likely chance we’d get seated at the same table when the luncheon started?

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