Page 74 of The Mistake

“You know what I’m capable of.”

Yes, I did.

“And yet you’re not afraid?” he asked.

“No.” I’m not. How odd is that?“I’m not afraid.” I don’t know if I’d ever be afraid of Ive.

Maybe if he turned that temper onto me, but for now, never.

He pressed his cock against my core. I felt the hard ridge and then he wrapped his fingers around my neck. There was absolutely no pressure, but the threat was there. I look into his eyes, and I don’t know how I know, but I just know he’s not going to hurt me.

“You won’t hurt me,” I said.

“And why won’t I hurt you?”

“Because I’m your wife and I swore my loyalty to you and to your boss.” I leaned up and pressed mylips to his. “I’m all yours.”

“Where the fuck did you come from?” he asked, seconds beforehis lips slammed down on mine.

I wrapped my arms around him. I don’t have a clue where I came from, to be honest. Cassie and Rage never talked about my mother. Neither did my father. All I know is that all my life, my father hated me. But I push those memories aside. They have no room here. They will never be welcome while I’m with Ive.

He reached down between us and I feel him move to my entrance. At first, it’s just the tip, and then slowly he moves inside me, inch by inch. I’m not sure I can handle the torture of how slowly he moved, but I grit my teeth, wait, and then moan as he starts to thrust in and out. Slow at first, then he speeds up until he’s driving inside me.

His hands roam my body, touching me everywhere. I love the feel of his hands on my body. I know he could hurt me at any moment, but he doesn’t. His touch is gentle. Sweet. Kind. Tender. I’m not used to it, and each part of my body feels so sensitive. I love the feel of his cock, the touch of his hands, his lips, the hardness and yet, so soft.

I’m so close and then he suddenly pulled up, grabbed my hips, and started to pound inside me, driving deeper than before. I thrust up to meet every single thrust, not wanting it to stop.

“You’re all mine, Charlotte, all mine, and don’t you fucking forget it.”

As I come, I feel the hard kick ofhis cock as he fills me. I’m not an idiot. We’ve not used any condoms so I know there’s a risk of me getting pregnant. The thought of being a mother terrified me, but I love feeling my husband’s naked cock within me.

I know Ive was forced to come to our honeymoon, but I’m going to cherish every single moment we’re here together.

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The Beast

“I don’t appreciate you sneaking into my home,” I said.

Ivan Volkov sat in my favorite chair. This was one of the many places I owned. It was a small apartment, ina busy city, easy to blend in.

I held my keys, ready to fight if necessary.

“I didn’t sneak,” Ivan said. “I walkedin the front door.”

Which was locked. I hadn’t been to this apartment in a couple of months. I’d just gotten back from a job, and I was tired.

“You weren’t invited.”

Ivan tutted. “Considering I helpedwith the final piece of your puzzle, you’d think you would be a little grateful.”

This made my jaw clench. I should have known Volkov had a hand in finally handing me the one man I’d been hunting for, for nearly five years. He’s even drinking the bottle of scotch I’d saved for the occasion. Anger rushed up my spine.

I always had a problem with my anger, even as a kid. It was what caused me a lot of issues over the years. Getting it under control took a lot of skill. A lot of people had died for invoking my wrath. If I killed Ivan, I knew any kind of happiness and quiet would be impossible.

The rumor of his death had circulated some time ago, a couple of months, ayear, I can’t remember, but I knew it had caused some difficulty for him. The man was smarter than anyone I’d ever known. Ivan faked his death for many reasons, and I’m pretty sure only he would know them all.

“That’s my whiskey,” I said.

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