affair be short and sweet, maybe opals or, maybe even more sad, jade?”
He refrained from rolling his eyes. “That’s a ridiculous question. You’re my wife.”
“No,” she snapped back at him. “I’m the woman that has been tucked away here in your villa for the past six years, forgotten and ignored.”
“I never ignored you. Nor did I ever forget you.”
She glared at him, not letting him get away with anything this time around. She’d waited and loved him but he’d killed her feelings for him by his callous treatment of her for so many years. “You forgot about me unless your assistant reminded you about my birthday or you realized it was time to come home and show up at church for a special occasion. Admit it, Damon. Other than three times a year, I wasn’t even a blip on your radar.”
“Not true,” he told her and that was the truth. “For the past several months, you’ve been very much on my mind. Which is why I’m here now.”
She hadn’t thought he could be more insulting but that statement proved her wrong. “No. I’m not going to be your wife. I’m going to start fresh, find a husband and…”
“You already have a husband,” he ground out. “We are not getting a divorce, Sasha. Leave me and I’ll make sure that your entire investment account is wiped out. Your precious villagers will be destroyed.”
She stood there in stunned silence for a long moment before she found her voice. “You wouldn’t do that!” she yelled back at him, praying that she was right.
He leaned in closer. “Don’t challenge me Sasha. After last night, we’re going to start over.” He pulled back. “I’ll admit, I’ve made some mistakes. But we can start now. You’ll be my wife and we’ll start a family.”
She shook her head, astounded by his arrogance. “And live happily ever after, right?” she mocked. “You leave me here for six years, go off and have affairs with…” she paused, then shrugged, “I don’t even know the number of women. Then come back here simply because you’ve decided that you want a family? And I’m your convenient, tucked safely away in the country wife. I can’t do that. I won’t do that!”
He moved closer to her, watching the way her body reacted. He was an expert at understanding women. Well, at least in the bedroom. He obviously had a great deal to learn about his wife but he was more than willing to explore her, observe her and figure out what made her…explode around him.
“We will be a married couple, Sasha.” He stated that unequivocally.
Sasha sighed and rubbed the pulse that was still throbbing, threatening to blow up into a full-out headache. “Damon, I appreciate that you want to start a family. You’re getting older, you think it is time to settle down and produce an heir. I’m just a convenient person to fulfill that role. But I’m sure there are lots of women out there who would love to apply for the position.”
He smiled, almost laughing at the way she was trying to placate him. Good strategy, he thought. Unfortunately, she wasn’t going to dissuade him. Not even a little. “I don’t want another woman. I have you. You are already my wife.”
Her teeth clenched with that infuriating answer. “Find someone else.”
He shook his head, enjoying the fire in her pretty, brown eyes. “You either agree to be my wife, Sasha, or I take control of that account. I’m not bluffing on this.” He reached out and touched a dark strand of hair, twirling it around his finger. “Once you get to know me a bit better, you’ll understand that I never bluff.”
She felt her throat close at his threat and stared at him, trying to figure out a way around him. “You can’t be what I want in a husband.”
He pulled her closer, enjoying the way her body fit so perfectly against his. “I gave you what you wanted last night.” He bent down
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