She said the word ‘husband’ as if it were a horrible slur, and that was enough to make me remind her that her husband wasexactlywho the fuck I was.
“That’s right,” I said before I grabbed her by her arms, then tossed her onto the bed.Aurora’s eyes widened in shock as she scrambled across the mattress, but she wasn’t fast enough.“I’m your fucking husband.Your motherfucking husband,zhena.”
Now, after learning that she didn’t wear heels as a fashion statement, I quickly grabbed her by her ankles, yanked her to the edge of the bed, then flipped them off one by one.Whatever happened here tonight, I was not going to get stabbed in the neck with one of her shoes.Granted, that was always a possibility with this woman, but I’d worry about that later.
“Sooner or later, you’re going to quit questioning my motives,” I snarled down at her, reaching for her pants, ready to rip them off her.
“And this is how you’re going to accomplish that?”she seethed, her legs kicking out at me.
“Maybe I just want to fuck my wife,” I shot back, and I really should have known better.
“Thought I wasn’t supposed to wait up?”
“I’m going to fucking kill you,” I bit out, not being able to hold the words back.“I swear to God.”
Aurora just smirked, and it was almost like she hoped that I would, giving her a legitimate excuse to defend herself, possibly putting a bullet in my head as a result.I also had no idea how she could drive me so fucking crazy while bringing me to my knees.
“No one’s stopping you,” she sneered, but we both knew that wasn’t true.Aurora was plenty deadly on her own; she didn’t need backup.
“Oh, baby,” I scoffed.“I know better.”
Once I had her pants off, I leaned between her spread legs, then reached for her blouse.There was no way that I was going to deprive myself of the incredible view of her chest, and if she was going to hate me after this, then I’d better make it fucking count.
After I tore the fabric down the middle, her bra showcasing those fucking tits of hers, Aurora leaned forward, her eyes shining with a challenge that I was getting used to seeing, and if it wasn’t me on the other end of her fiery personality, I’d be proud of her.
“This doesn’t fix anything, Viktor,” she informed me, and I believed her.Nevertheless, I was at my wit’s end right now, and I could admit that I wasn’t thinking straight.
I leaned over her, my hands planted on either side of her.“It fixes enough,” I hissed.“Especially, when I can already smell how ready you are for me, baby.”
“Don’t call me that,” she hissed, reminding me of her earlier claims, and that’s when I realized that this was the only situation in which we weren’t equals, andthat’swhat she was jealous of, not other women.I mean, after all, all you had to do was look at her to know that she’d never have any reason to ever be jealous of anyone.
“That’s another sin that you can’t lay at my feet,zhena,”I informed her.“They were lucky if they got called anything.”
Aurora arched a brow.“I thought you couldn’t remember any of the women before me?”
Yeah, I was going to fucking kill her.