Second Chance Scandal
He chuckled. “Pick and choose a side, Sophie. I can be the hero in your life, or I can be the villain. Either way, you’re forever my heroine. Till death do us part, sweetheart.”
I glared at him. “We did not exchange vows.”
“Just say the word, and we’ll have a vow renewal in the morning.”
“I can’t believe you. This is kidnapping!”
“Based on your books, you’re into that shit.” He smirked, nodding. “You’re welcome for making all your dreams come true.”
“Wow…”
“Yeah, no shit. You walk around the house in your little outfits. Do you have any idea the restraint it’s taken me not to remind you who you belong to? I should get a goddamn jerking off award for how many times I’ve fucked my fist at the mere sight of you.”
I licked my lips, my mouth suddenly dry as I contemplated everything he was communicating.
In a stern tone, he ordered, “Now come here.”
“No, I hate you.”
“You can hate me all you want, but eventually you’ll thank me for fighting for you like I should have back then too.”
“We’re not talking about the past.”
“Then stop bringing it up every chance you get. You want to forget it happened, great. You want to focus on the future, I’d love that. How about we start with what it’s going to take to convince you to let us be a family?”
“You’ve confused the term family. It doesn’t have to include me. It’s Ben you want anyway, and I will never keep him from you again.”
“For fuck’s sake. You really believe that, don’t you?”
I shrugged, extremely conflicted.
“If I told you I loved you, would you even believe me?”
Would I?
Does he?
“I know you felt everything I did today. Why do you keep pushing me away? I’m right here. I’m finally right fucking here!”
“I can’t talk to you when you get like this.”
“Get like what?”
“A fucking alpha I want to—”
“Fuck? By all means.” He leaned back against his seat. “Ride my cock.”
Out of nowhere, the door to the SUV abruptly opened with our driver standing there.
“Thank God!” I went to step around him, but he wrapped his arm my waist and tugged me against his chest.
With his mouth against my ear, he spoke with conviction, “My offer still stands. When you’re ready to be a real family and my wife, I’ll be here waiting.”
He let me go.
And I’d be lying if I said…
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