Page 32 of Sinful Wrath

“I told you yesterday that you need to start thinking about your actions and the consequences they might bring. But, as the spoiled brat you are, you decided to be selfish again and just ignore everythingI said. So, since I can’t expect you to listen to anything anyone tells you and act like a rational adult, you’re staying in here until this situation is dealt with.” His face is like stone. There’s not a hint of warmth in his features and nothing but cold fury in his eyes as he glares at me.

I’ve seen that look before.

I stumble backwards as a dark memory hits me out of nowhere, trying to claw its way into my mind.

I clutch a hand to my throat, trying to take a breath as I fight against the rising sense of panic building in my chest.

It’s happening again.

“No,” I breathe, screwing my eyes shut.

Mikhail isn’t like them.

He’s different.

He won’t hurt me.

“This isn’t how this relationship is going to go, Mikhail,” I whisper, shaking my head. “I won’t allow it.”

“Then it’s a good thing we’re not in a relationship.” He slams the door in my face.

I’m so stunned that I don’t even have the capacity to yell after him. To demand he open the door and let me out.

He might be right that I broke his trust. But he has no idea what this does to me.

Mikhail Koslov can try his best to lock me away, but I vowed a long time ago that I would never feel helpless again.

I will do whatever it takes to make sure I am the one in control.

Even if it means pissing off my future husband in the process.

8

MIKHAIL

For a minute there,Lucia was actually getting me to change my mind about her.

After seeing her hold her own with those two guys in the park, I saw her in a completely different light.

Gone was the spoiled party girl, and in her place was this fierce, kick-ass woman.

I will say watching her kick like that in those knee high boots was an image I replayed in my mind way too many times last night when I tried to sleep, which didn’t come easy when I knew she was right across the hall.

That was a mistake on my part. I should have put her in the bedroom on the top floor, but for some reason, I wanted to have her close, in case she needed some…comforting.

I don’t know if the sex was so incredible because it was in public and we could've been caught at any moment, or simply because it washer.

Either way, I want more.

Fuck, she’s got me acting like a feral animal. One taste, and I’m hooked.

I swear my cock has been hard since the moment shewalked intoAngelo’s wearing that pissy expression on her face. That and the spray on black dress that could barely contain her full breasts.

This is exactly the opposite of what I wanted. I’m meant to be the one with all the control and yet, I can’t even get her to stay in the house.

How the hell am I going to get her to back out of this marriage if she thinks she’s got me wrapped around her finger?

Well, that stops now.