Angel

Chapter 40

Corey

My hands shook as I read the paper, then threw it along with everything else on the table crashing to the floor as I screamed.

Raven came running into the room, "What the hell?" I just pointed as he leaned down, picking up the newspaper clipping.

"Mr. Emilio Cardoz and Ms. Matilda Theriot were wed Tuesday in a small ceremony in their home. The couple are enjoying a brief honeymoon in the Caymans, but are expected to make their first public appearance as husband and wife at the Mexican International Gala next month." He read his voice shaking.

We had searched for ways to breach the compound for weeks with no luck. Never in a million years did I expect Cardoza to force her into a wedding this quickly. The images going through my mind were downright terrifying.

Emilio

I heard her singing as I rounded the corner into the kitchen and froze. She was wearing one of my button-down shirts, her hair thrown up in a messy bun, her hips swaying as she sang and chopped strawberries. I was completely mesmerized.

She gasped slightly when my hands slid up her legs, "Emilio, you scared me."

I ground my cock against her ass, "Oh, mi amor, you look positively fuckable in my shirt." I nipped at her neck as she gave a slight moan. I reached around and picked up one of the strawberry slices, then lifted it to her lips as she turned her head toward me slightly. The look in her eyes surprised me as she parted her mouth and took the berry, then closed them, gently sucking on my fingertips. I groaned and lifted the shirt only to discover her lack of panties. "Mierda," I cursed under my breath.

I quickly tugged down my sweatpants and thrust inside of her. She yelped and then moaned as she gripped the countertop tightly. "Oh my naughty little mouse, I'm going to fuck you in every room of this house until you can't even walk," I grunted as I gripped her hips. She was slick with desire as I continued to fuck her raw.

"P...please, I need to cum, sir," she begged.

"Such a needy mouse," I growled. "Do you deserve to cum?"

She whimpered as her body shook and begged, "Yes sir, please let me cum."

I pulled out as she whimpered again. I led her to the table and smirked, "Show me how much you want me to fuck you, little mouse. You want to cum, then take it."

Her eyes widened at first, then she leaned against the table and raised her leg, wrapping it around my waist. Her hand stroked my cock and centered it at her core. Looking me in the eyes, she said, "Please fuck me hard, sir."

I laughed quietly, then rammed inside of her, "As my Reina commands." I pounded her so hard I thought we were going to break the table. Her cries filled the room as her pussy milked my cock and I yelled out my own release. Her cheeks were flushed as she panted heavily. I lifted her forward as I slowly pumped my semi-hard cock in and out of her. Our juices dripping from her core, I told her, "Look how perfectly your pussy takes my cock, little mouse." I felt her muscles clench at my words. "Your body already craves me, love, and I plan on feeding that craving as often as possible." I pulled her up and held her like a small child, still sheathed inside her core as I walked us into the shower for round two.

Mattie

The only time Emilio had raped me was the day he branded me. From that moment on, he had been kind and attentive. I had no illusions about the real man, but I also had no hope of leaving, especially once he decided I was to be his wife. The day in the hospital when he asked about Violet, I broke.

I told myself that the only way to keep her safe, to keep them all safe was to become what he wanted - his wife and queen.

All of my guilt had come crashing down after we had sex on our wedding night. I hadn't stopped him, hadn't protested out loud. He knew I was scared and when I cried, he simply held me, then tucked me into bed. Each day had been a showering of affection and gifts...and sex. He meant what he said about fucking me in every room. In some twisted way, I'd closed off my emotions and accepted my fate. I didn't love him, and I doubted I ever would unless Stockholm set in, but I could imagine it was Nova or one of the others when we had sex.

"Where are you at, little mouse," he asked, pushing my hair away from my face.

"I miss her," I said quietly. He put his arm around me and kissed the side of my head. "Thank you for honoring my wishes. Her father would never have let her go, and this way she's safe."

"Just know, I would protect her with my life," he said softly, "Just as I will protect you and our future children." I felt a pang in my heart at the mention of future children. I knew that was Emilio's real goal with this quick wedding - a solidified front and an heir.

I don't know what possessed me, but I looked up at him and asked, "Did you kill my parents, or did you have someone else do it?"

His eyes widened, "What on earth gave you that idea? Mattie, your parents are very much alive and in Mexico. Your father still works for me."

"Wait, what?" I sputtered, "But MawMaw said you killed them trying to find me...and if they're alive why haven't I seen them? Why weren't they at our wedding?"

He took my hands in his, "Breathe, baby. I have no idea why your grandmother said that, but I promise you, they are both alive. We can see them when we get home if you like. As for the wedding, they weren't in the country. Like I said, I didn't plan to have the ceremony quite so quickly and your father was on a business matter for me."

I felt my tears break, "W...why didn't they want me then? Why didn't they want their own granddaughter?"

He pulled me to him, his arms holding me firmly, "Mattie, it was you that disappeared. Your mother was almost inconsolable when you and your grandmother dropped off the map. Yes, they sent you to stay with her due to the pregnancy, but it was never meant to be permanent."

"What do you mean?" How the hell did he know so much about all of this...unless. "Were you a part of all of it, even then," I demanded.

When I met his gaze, his eyes said it all.

"No," I shouted, slapping at his arms, trying to push him away. "You wanted me to give up Violet and return to you, you son of a bitch!"

The look of anger on his face was terrifying and he slapped my face, making me cry out. Tears blurred my eyes as his expression turned to one of regret, "Mattie, please, baby, I'm sorry...I didn't mean to. Please," he begged, but I just pushed him away and ran to the bedroom, slamming the door.

My entire damn life had been a lie.

Author's Notes:  Hmmm...not quite the story she was told...

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