Total pages in book: 24
Estimated words: 22371 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 112(@200wpm)___ 89(@250wpm)___ 75(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 22371 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 112(@200wpm)___ 89(@250wpm)___ 75(@300wpm)
Then, he advised if she had a problem, to go sleep on the couch out in the main sitting room. He knew she was never going to do that. No matter how stubborn she was, she’d made a vow with herself to always sleep in a bed. Years of having to sleep on hard furniture or the floor made sure of that.
So, she’d snuggled down, trying to keep as much distance between the two of them as possible. Only, it hadn’t worked. Sure, she could try to keep distance and not sleep with him, but that would only work for so long.
Waking up with his arms wrapped around her, she had to force herself to think about him holding Isabella D’Angelo. She had never witnessed her husband being anything more than civil to Isabella. Actually, that was not accurate. She’d witnessed her husband being civil, while Isabella tried to garner his attention every opportunity she had, whether it be at a dinner or some other social gathering.
Elsie had noticed Isabella was either seated beside her husband or opposite him. During one of the dinners, Elsie had been able to sneak away and check the seating arrangements, only to find when it came to dinner, they’d been changed. On one occasion, her seat beside her husband had placed her right next to Isabella’s father. Massimo wasn’t having that, and he refused to eat dinner until his wife was beside him. Isabella’s father made her move, and it had caused embarrassment.
In most situations, Romero made sure he was seated next to her, and she didn’t know if Massimo was aware, but he also went out of his way to reassure her that nothing untoward was going on.
She didn’t know what she believed anymore. Was she in the way? She was an outcast, but had been all her life, so this was nothing new.
“I can hear you thinking,” Massimo said.
Elise turned her head to find Massimo had moved a little closer. She missed her opportunity to try and escape. She knew she wouldn’t get very far. Massimo had the only key to the main door, and he probably had changed the security code.
“You’re awake.”
“Do you want to tell me what is going on in that head of yours?” he asked.
“It’s nothing.”
“Nothing?”
She nodded her head and then refused to look at him.
He sighed. “Do you remember a time when you would tell me every single detail of your life?”
“I’m sorry about that,” she said.
“Damn it, Elsie, you don’t have to be sorry about that.” He threw the blanket aside and climbed off the edge of the bed.
She tried not to look at his body, but Massimo was not known for wearing clothes to bed. He’d been sleeping naked for a long time.
As for her, she was used to being bundled up in pajamas. Since she’d been married to Massimo, he had insisted on her being completely naked at all times when they were alone, especially in bed together.
He had way too many staff at his main home for her to freely walk around naked. The cabin was a different story. Their honeymoon had been spent without any clothes, and the truth was, she’d loved every second of it. Massimo had made it a honeymoon to remember. He’d not been able to take her abroad or to a luxurious hotel. His cabin had been all she needed.
Elsie tried not to be aroused, but Massimo was her husband. Glancing up, she caught sight of his body, including his erection as he stood at the edge of the bed.
“Nothing fucking happened. Nothing is going to happen. I do not even like Isabella.”
“You don’t have to like her to have sex with her.”
He glared at her. “You’re right, I don’t have to like her, but I at least have to want her, and I don’t.” He wrapped his fingers around his length. “You see this!”
She didn’t want to look, but he didn’t continue so she knew he was doing this on purpose. With very little choice, she glanced down at his erection and saw just how thick he was. There was a soft glow coming in from the sun, and she saw the tip was already glistening with pre-cum. She didn’t want to want him, and yet, that was exactly what her body was craving. Him and him alone.
He gripped his cock tightly within his fist, and began to work it up and down. “You’re the only one I want, Elsie. I’ve broken rules for you. I’ve done everything I can to show you that you mean the fucking world to me, and I’m never going to screw that evil bitch. You told me if I ever stuck my dick in another woman, we were over. I believed you. The courtesy you could give me is believing me and actually trusting me.” He let go of his cock, and then walked away.