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“A lot has changed over these past few months.”

She slants her eyes at me and looks me over with one last critical assessment before she stands up. “Well… have a nice life with Maxim. Just know: there will be other woman who try to get at him.”

“And I know my husband will never waver from me.”

“You’re lucky. Not everyone gets that.”

I watch her walk away and my shoulders feel lighter. I have hope.

Another month passes and my body is completely healed. My scar will remain forever but I can walk with more ease now. I can even get back into exercising. Maxim and I can finally have sex again.

I wait in our bedroom in a slinky, satin nightgown for him.

He walks into the room wearing a white button down and slacks. I watch him take his clothes off, one piece of fabric at a time. My eyes flick to his erection.

“You want this?” he asks with a cheeky grin. I, of course, blush. He cups my face and plants a hot kiss to my lips. “Now you’re turn.”

He helps me slip my nightgown off. Nothing underneath. His eyes rake over my naked body like I’m the sun he’s seeing for the first time.

His eyes linger on my scar. Bending down, he places a soft kiss to it. I gasp.

“You are mine,” he says, kissing all over my breasts and stomach and chest. His lips wrap around one of my nipples. I arch into him.

“And you’re mine,” I say.

His grin is dark. “I like being yours.”

I place my hand over his cheek. “And I like being yours.” After fighting it so hard, I have finally given in to my husband and there’s no place I’d rather be.

Maxim cups my pussy and begins rubbing it, getting me warmed up. My hips buck into his hand. His eyes never leave mine, locking me in place.

Once I’m whimpering and wet, he removes his hand and grabs his length. “Are you ready for me, baby?”

I part my legs wider. “I am.”

Maxim wraps his arms around my body and brings us chest to chest. Not even a sliver of paper could get between us.

Our eyes connect. Our lips are a breath apart. And our bodies…

He slides his erection into me and my body easily accepts him. There is a tiny bit of pain as my body gets readjusted but it goes away fast, especially when Maxim rolls his hips around. I can feel his cock touching every inch of me deep inside.

I wrap my legs around his waist, drawing him in closer.

Our bodies move as one. A perfect rhythm. I clutch his back and gasp as we make love. Maxim’s eyes darken and he lets out a low growl. His body is claiming mine. Owning all of me and I’m happy for it. I want Maxim to own every part of me. I never want to be without him again.

In one fast motion, Maxim sits up. I straddle his waist and lower myself onto his cock over and over again. He grips my backside, thrusting into me harder. I choke on my gasp.

“I want you to scream my name,” he growls. “As you come. Let go completely for me, Elena. I need it, baby. Fuck. I need it.”

My pace becomes more frantic as I ride him. Every motion of my body brushes my nipples against his chest. He kisses me with a hot, fiery passion that I can feel all the way down to my toes. Our breath mingles together. The sound of our bodies is beautiful even if it is a little vulgar. I love it though. The dark with the light. The dirty with the beauty.

“Tell me you needed this,” he says against my lips.

“I needed it,” I cry out.

“Then scream for me, baby. Come for me. Now.” He pulls me roughly onto his cock and that’s all it takes for me to find my release.

I drop my head back and I give Maxim what he wants. What I need. “Maxim!” I scream his name. Call it out to the high heavens. For anyone to hear.

He growls and pulls me down onto his length over and over until he finds his own release.

I slump against his chest, breathing heavy. He’s trembling. The vulnerability he’s displaying is not something I get to see from him every day but when I do, I cherish it.

Maxim gently lowers me onto my back, slipping out of me. I sigh as he wraps his arms around me from behind and we lay there together, completely at peace.

I don’t know what the future holds. My sister. My father. Aleksander. But those are worries for another day. Right now, I just want to be with the man I love.

He settles his hand over my scar. “I love you, baby.”

I don’t hesitate to say it right back. “I love you too.”

Never have I felt this happy and free. My future is going to look different than I always imagined but with Maxim at my side, it’s going to be so much better than what I had in my fantasies as a child, locked away in my house with my domineering father.

With Maxim, I have fully healed. I never knew it would only take a scary mafia man to help get me here. But I would never want to leave this place.

I’m with Maxim forever. He owns me and I own him. Nothing could make me happier.

The End