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She shakes her head. “You will never know.”

“I want to hear you scream my name, as I fuck you hard, Sophie. Your orgasm crashing against mine as my name replaces his on your lips. Then I will come hard over your stomach and write my name in my cum. Marking you with one word. Angel’s property.”

Then I stand, pushing her aside, spinning her to face the mountain as I remove the mask from her face.

“Angel.”

Her tone is soft, but filled with agony.

“What do you want from me?”

Good question, but how can I tell her it was merely to see if she would cheat on me—with me, actually? I’m the bastard who kind of loved the idea of playing this sick game, knowing it will mess with her mind. I’m not proud of being a bastard, but hey, I am what I am.

“Isn’t it obvious, darlin’?”

She shivers as she faces the mountain.

“Not to me.”

“I can’t keep my hands off you for a reason.”

“What reason?”

I bite down hard on her neck, intent on leaving my mark. I can’t wait for her explanation of that later when we meet up for dinner.

“Ow, fuck!”

She jumps but I hold her still, sucking her flesh, making certain to pucker the skin. Bite marks would be better, so I clamp down hard with my teeth.

“Fuck, Angel, that hurts.”

The words are said on a groan and as she leans back against me, I smile to myself as I pull the mask over my face.

I knew she was the woman for me.

I spin her around and stare into her gorgeous eyes,

“When you get to the studio, tell them your interview with the cops regarding Giovanni went on longer than expected.”

“You want me to lie to them?” Her eyes widen and I roll my eyes. “Lying comes easily to you, Sophie. You forget I know you so well already.”

Her eyes flash.

“Why are you doing this?”

I shrug, turning my back on her and walking to my bike.

“Because I can.”

I reach for my helmet and pull it down hard over my head and hold hers out.

“We have taken too long already. Hop on, the ride back will be a fast one.”

I love the vision before me.

Her flushed face, her heavy breathing, the mark on her neck and the image of my name painted in my cum on her stomach. My woman. My beautiful, brave, fierce woman. If only she knew.

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