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[15.] Married

{{VITTORIO MARIANO}}

She glared at me. That's not a good sign. I don't know much about woman's feelings but when you read a lot of romance you can tell when a woman is mad. And right now? Damara is pissed as fuck.

"Did you know?" She asked sternly.

Oh fuck me.

"Know what, princess?" I asked. Playing dumb. Smart fucking move Vittorio, Not.

"We're married." She mumbled. "We're legally fucking married and you knew about it?! Didn't even bother to tell me? I met you four months ago and we've been married for the past year?!" She screamed.

"Yeah." I scratched the back of my neck.

"What the fuck does that mean?! What did you even get out of it? Because I was fucked over and got nothing!" She was really pissed at me.

"I was paid, 265 million dollars." I sighed.

"You were paid off? To marry me?" She raised her brow. "WHY?!" How do I say this...

"To be completely honest. No clue. I didn't even know who you were. Yea I knew you were a very spoken about assassin, more than I ever was before I got my position." I explained. "Grant, said he would pay me a giant amount of cash to marry you so I signed the papers. I got my money and didn't think about meeting you. It was kept a secret from everyone but me and him. You weren't supposed to find out until it was needed." I shrugged.

"I was used as a pawn?! I was used as a pawn." She said the last part to herself. She sat down on the stairs and took a deep breath. "What if.. what if Atlas was just a pawn? What if there was someone else that organized all the attacks, my parents murder? What is Atlas was just a playing card and used as the face?" She ran her hands down her face.

"I don't know, but we have to be somewhere in..." I looked down at my watch. "Fifteen minutes ago." I sighed.

She stood up and walked down to the garage. I followed her and we got into the car. The entire drive we said nothing to one another. The music played and she rested her head against the window playing with her rings.

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Once we got to the party we had to be at I cringed. It's like a dinner party. But It was in a fancy ass fucking house. Damara grabbed my hand and laced her fingers between mine. She didn't look at me but I had a feeling something about that action was motivated due to our conversation. A man approached us and I'm assuming this is whom we have to have a conversation with because he fits the profile.

"Pleasure to meet you, Vittorio Mariano right?" He held out his hand for me and I shook his. "And whom might this be?" He looked at Damara.

"Damara Mariano." She smiled shaking his hand.

She did not just say that. Am I dreaming?

"Sister?" He asked.

"Wife." She mumbled. I could tell she wasn't too comfortable with that title considering she just found out she's married to me.

"Ahh. Well pleasure to meet you Damara." He winked. Gross.

Damara and I walked around after my conversation ended. His name was Orian. What an odd name.

"Can we just go home please." Mara asked weakly.

"What's wrong, princess?" I asked.

"I'm still mad at you and the world and I want to punch something. If we don't leave now it's gonna be you." She spoke up.

I already got what I needed. The man had to give me the coordinates to the next meeting point for Atlas. I got them already. So I guess we can just go home.

Without another word we both left the house. We reached the car and she got in before I could speak. Alright then.

"I get why you're mad and you have every right to be but you don't have any reason to be mad at me, I didn't even know you. I only did it for the money." It was out of my mouth before I could stop it. She looked at me and smiled psychotically. Oh shit.

"I'm going to kill you." She said calmly before climbing over the center console and unintentionally straddling me.

Before I could control what situation I put myself in, I caged her in pinning my arms on either side of her.

"Now, you should have thought about your choices before you acted on them. Now look at the dilemma you put yourself in, babe." I smiled at her satanically.

She had no other choice but to place her arms on my shoulders. She didn't even notice when I took one of my arms off the steering wheel and brought my hand beneath her dress.

"I think you need to cool down, amabile." Before she could react to my comment I ran one of my fingers up her slit. She gasped at the suddenness of it all. She didn't have any underwear on. Hot.

"What are you doing?" She breathed out.

"Cooling you down." This was either a really good idea, or a terrible idea.

It was pouring rain now, it streamed down the glass making it nearly impossible to see inside the car. Perfect. I pushed a finger into her wet cunt and she whimpered clenching around a singular finger. Pathetic.

I pushed another finger into her showing no mercy. If she wants to act like a brat she can be a brat. I thrusted my fingers into her harshly and she moaned out. Even when she's on my lap she's still smaller than me.

"Be quiet baby. You don't want them to hear you, do you?" I taunted.

She pulled her mouth up and bit down on my neck. Her hand reached up and stroked my hair tugging and pulling it.

I thrusted my fingers harder and faster even bringing my thumb up to play with her clit, her moans and whimpers were muffled and she pulled harder on my hair causing a grunt to escape my lips. I hit a deep spot and she moaned louder this time.

"Found it." I smirked.

She was clenching hard around my fingers. Her pussy is so soft. She feels amazing and I'm using my fingers. God knows what it will be like when I'm actually fucking her.

"Fuck, Vi." She let out releasing her bite on my neck. She was heavy breathing against my neck. This woman is everything.

"You're worth way more than what I was paid, princess. And you're mine." I said deeply.

She moaned in response. When I felt her continuously clench I knew she was close. Her moans got louder and she had to bit down on my neck again. Mara let out a cry when she reached her peak. I helped her ride it out and she stayed in the same position she was in. She let go of my neck but kept playing with my hair.

I think I just got myself into something. I'll either deeply enjoy it, or deeply regret it. Either way this was worth it.