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I arch an eyebrow. “Are you so sure? Do you forget whose daughter I am?”

He’s silent for a moment. Contemplative. “I didn’t sleep with her.”

“And you sure as shit ain’t sleeping with me tonight. Getthe fuck out, Crue.”

My hands are steady, but a wild storm of rage is licking at every inch of me. The thought of Crue with another woman?Ridiculous. I shouldn’t be feeling this way over sex. Who cares if he slept with someone else? He isn’t mine, and I don’t fucking care. So why am I pointing a gun at him at the mere thought that he might have?

I can see the bulge in his pants. His heated stare of desire lights me up. And I hate how effective it is on me. How much I want it. “You are one sick fuck, you know that?”

He offers a dark smile.

I switch off the safety on the gun. “I mean it, Crue. Get out,” I say again as I point the gun at his chest.

His smile falters. “Are you on your period?”

My mind goes blank and switches into unyielding rage. I aim for the bedside lamp on his side. It explodes beside him, and he doesn’t so much as flinch while he continues to stare at me.

He blows out a whistle. “Well, I’ll take that as a yes.” He stands, his size filling the space. I keep the gun trained on him as I step back to my side of the bed while he circles it, and I point to the door.

“I will only let you go for tonight, princess. But Iwillteach you a lesson. You must know that it isn’t very nice to point a gun at your husband.”

“Get. The. Fuck. Out!” I yell after him as I hear the click of the door. My heart is pounding in my chest. I drop the gun on the bed, internally screaming that I actually had to use it.

Fuck. I look over to the broken porcelain beside my bed. I drop to my knees and begin to collect the larger pieces.What the fuck is wrong with me?My hands are now shaking as I pick up the pieces.

I don’t care if Crue sleeps with anyone else.I try to convince myself, but the unsettling feeling lingers no matter how I argue it.

I willnotfall for someone like Crue Monti. And the hard slap of reality at three in the morning sinks in.

I need to stop this now.

Because he is consuming me.

Entirely.

CHAPTER36

Rya

“You have got to be kidding me.” I stare at the gift basket that was delivered five minutes ago to my office and now sits on my desk. The gigantic thing takes up at least half of the space.

The card reads…

Miss Ricci

I hope you don’t find too much hardship in this challenging time. Periods must be difficult. Your body is your temple. And I will excuse your irrational behavior last night.

Get better soon,

Your soon-to-be husband

The basket holds various things.A bouquet of orchids, a box of chocolates, some bath bombs—even though I don’t have a bathtub—and enough snack food to fill half my cupboard.And… is that cough medicine?

The thought of Crue acquiring any of these things on his own almost makes me laugh, but I’m sure he had one of his men organize this. And this basket seriously pisses me off. I look between it and the trash can. But it’s bigger than the can.

My phone pings with another email.

Miss Ricci

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