No feelings, nothing real, the arrangement was crystal clear-husband and wife for three months until she gets the position of CEO. They fucking hate each other anyway-he's a a deceitful narcissist and she's an arrogant and selfish princess.
And yet...the lines begin to blur. It all spirals into something neither of them can control-jealousy, fire, and touches that ruin. But in a world ruled by blood debts and betrayal...love is the most dangerous lie of all.
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"Are you on birth control?" His question was fucking stupid because why the fuck wouldn't I be? I said nothing, burning up in shame and self-disappointment. Fuck! Fuck me! Why the fuck couldn't I stay away!?
Ugh, fuuuuuck his rough hand slid up my thigh, lifting up my skirt and without realizing it, I spread my legs. Yes, so good, his other hand pressed into my neck, flattening me against my own desk.
"Answer me." A sharp bite on my exposed shoulder brought me back to his question.
"Yes."
And then-bliss. My eyes widened just as his thick and long cock slid into me, his little groan sending shivers all over me.
"Such a nasty slut...letting your husband fuck you on your desk. You're going to lead the meeting with my cum between your legs?" God, I fucking hated him.
"I hate you." I squeaked out, delirious from the sensations inside me. Ugh, why did his dick feel so good? What magic did he possess?
"Yeah, you take it so good while hating me." He taunted right in my ear and slammed into me-hard. I dug my fingernails into the file in front of me, feeling his hot breath right at my ear. "Tell me. Tell me you don't want my cum inside you, Princess."
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[MATURE CONTENT 18+]
Mafia affiliation, explicit sexual content, profanity, mention and description of murder and torture, mention of torture and rape, dubious consent, violence, etc.
Suited for an audience 18 and older. Read at your own discretion.
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"Don't think for a second I don't hate you any less because we're married," I hiss out. Seeing Gabriel's growing smirk only pisses me off more. "If I knew what I was signing up for when I agreed to this then I would have ripped that stupid contract up the first chance I got."
My sentence trails off when Gabriel takes another step towards me, then another until he's towering over me. I can feel how huge my eyes become when he slams my back to the bathroom door, wrapping his hand around my throat and pressing it to the wood. A gasp escapes me when Gabriel squeezes it, squeezing until I'm panting for every breath.
I can already feel my body betraying me, though. My words may be telling him how much I despise him, but my body knows what the truth is and it shows from the growing arousal between my legs.
"Don't be so crude, princesa," Gabriel mutters, forcing my head back to stare into his blazing brown eyes. "Let's not forget that we're a happily married couple. So I suggest you walk into that meeting with a smile on your face... Unless you'd rather have them all listen to me fuck the attitude out of you instead."
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