Page 40 of The Enemy of My Enemy: Pt. 2

Viktor~

I’d been beyond pissed at Roman’s house, and the drive home hadn’t changed that; I was still furious as hell, and I didn’t know how to make the feeling go away.Aurora was constantly challenging me in a way that wasn’t healthy for either of us, but it still wasn’t enough to make me ever walk away from her.

Nor would I ever let her walk away from me.

“You think that this is a test?”she shot back.“You think that I’m joking?Is that it?Because I can assure you that I’m not.This isn’t...isn’t some stubbornness at work here, Viktor.This is who I am.This is who I’vealwaysbeen, so you’re not special.I mean, how do you think I got so high in my father’s organization?You think he handed me his gambling empire just to keep me entertained?Like giving me a doll to play with?”

“I don’t give a fuck what you did before you married me,” I told her.“What matters now is that you’re my wife, and I’m done indulging you.”

Aurora’s head jerked back, her beautiful face wrought with shock.“Indulging me?”

“Yes,” I bit out as I stepped closer to her.“Indulging you.”

Refusing to back down, Aurora lifted her chin as she asked, “So, what are the repercussions, Viktor?What happens if I don’t come to heel?Are you going to kill me?Lock me up in some basement somewhere?Never let me leave the house?”Her brows rose condescendingly.“Beat me?Ignore me?Find another blonde to keep you company?”

My hand snaked out, wrapping around her throat.“Bring that bitch up one more time, and I’ll force you to watch me fuck her,” I snarled down at her.“I amnotgoing to let you continue punishing me for something that I didn’t do.”

Everything inside me died when she said, “Do it.”

She didn’t love me.

There was also no longer any doubt as to whether or not we’d be able to have children.No way in hell would I subject any kids to this level of toxicity.Aurora wasn’t the type of woman to give in, and I couldn’t afford to back down, and so that left us at a crossroads that even Satan wouldn’t want any part of.

Letting go of my wife’s neck, I stepped back as I said, “Don’t wait up.”

Aurora’s eyes widened in disbelief, and it was clear that she hadn’t expected me to call her bluff.In hindsight, telling someone like Aurora Marchetti that I loved her had probably been a mistake, but it wasn’t anything that I could or would take back now; simply because it was still the truth.I was in love with the firebrand, and the state of our marriage didn’t change that.

Schooling her features, she said, “So, that’s your weapon of choice.Every time that I’m not the obedient bratva wife, you’re going to throw another woman in my face.Good to know.”

“You’re the one bringing other women into our marriage,” I spat.“I told you the truth about that day, and I even apologized for my immaturity.You’re the one who keeps using it against me, and you’re the one who is allowing your family to believe that of me.So, if I’m going to be accused of it, I might as well enjoy the perks, don’t you think?”

Those dark eyes of hers went cold as she said, “I didn’t realize that you viewed adultery as a perk.”Aurora took a step back as she added, “Of course, that’s just the novice in me talking.Once I start making a few friends of my own, I’m sure I’ll see things differently.”

I saw red.

Rage flooded my vision and made my hands begin to shake.

Even though I had started this by suggesting that I’d be happy fucking other women, imagining Aurora with another man pushed me into a tailspin that I’d never experienced before.Imagining another man touching her, tasting her, knowing what she sounded like when she came was making me feel unhinged.Only I knew those things about her.Only I knew what she looked like naked and waiting to get fucked.Only I knew how her pussy sounded when it was taking cock.

I was back in her face before I knew it, then with her chin squeezed between my fingers, I said, “Say that again.Tell me how you’re going to let another man touch you.Tell me how you’re going to let another man’s lips kiss your skin.Tell me how you’re going to moan for him and beg for his dick.”I squeezed her chin harder between my fingers, making her eyes flash.“I dare you.”

“Because why should you be special?”she asked, her eyes glittering with anger.

I let go of her chin.“What are you talking about?”

“How many times am I going to walk into one of your restaurants to see you and a waitress sharing a knowing glance?”she asked, taking me aback.“How many times am I going to walk into one of your clubs to see a bartender smile at you with dirty memories of how she knows you?”

“Aurora-”

“Why should you be so fucking special?”she repeated.“How many women know what it feels like to have you inside them, Viktor?How many women know what you taste like?How many women know what you sound like when you cum?How many have you called baby while pulling their hair, sweating on their backs?”Unafraid, Aurora stepped to me, fear an unfamiliar thing to her.“So, if I’m not special, why should you be?Why do you deserve to be?”

Looking down at the firebrand, I said, “I don’t remember any women before you.”

“Oh, but I’m sure that they remember you,” she shot back.“So, while your amnesia is convenient for you, how does that help me?How does that not make me just one of many, Viktor?”

“Because, apart from my mother, you’re the only female that I’ve ever told that I love,” I fired back.“And you’re theonlyperson on the planet that I’ve ever gotten on my knees for.”

With those chocolate-colored eyes of hers blazing up at me, she said, “Sorry, but you’re going to have to do better than that,muzh.”