Anuverze
The room was suffocating. Chitra retreated until her spine hit the cold mahogany door, her heels clicking like a final warning.
"Believe me, Alessandro... please stop!" she sobbed, her face flushed and eyes bloodshot. To her, it was a plea for mercy; to him, she looked like a challenge he intended to break.
Alessandro stepped forward, the silver roller in his hand clicking clack, clack, clack like a countdown to her undoing. "I'll believe you," he murmured, his voice dropping to a predatory chill. "But on one condition. Submit to me. Tonight. Give me your body, Chitra have se*x with me ."
"Have you gone mad?!" She pushed against his rock-solid chest, her voice thick with disgust.
He didn't flinch. A mask of casual cruelty settled over his sharp features. "Why the act? You gave Ruhaan your smiles and your time why not give me what I've already bought you must have slept with him multiple times ?"
Before she could breathe, his hands slammed against the door, pinning her into his shadow. He dragged his nose across her damp cheek, inhaling the scent of her terror like a fine perfume.
"Don't look so shocked, cara mia he growled against her skin, his grip tightening like a vice. "I am your husband. And what I own, I never, ever let go."