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Leo gets to his feet.

“Go put on the dress you wore the other night and I’ll have the judge brought here.”

“Wow, you don’t waste any time.”

“No, I don’t.” Leo bends to murmur in my ear. “Not when I’m dying to ravage my wife’s pussy.”

There’s a startling brutality, not so much in his words as in the way he says them. Slack-jawed, I stare up at him. The heat in his eyes almost sets my core on fire. A shiver of arousal mingles with dread and slides down my spine. The harsh truth settles like a rock in my stomach. I am way out of my depth.

CHAPTER 4

Leo

Vinnie’s face paled when I told her I wanted to ravage her pussy. I guess it was a little crude and her reaction told me she’s never been spoken to so bluntly. That doesn’t surprise me. A woman like her is bound to have led a sheltered life. Whatever asshole she was with in the past probably treated her with kid gloves, afraid to offend a mafia princess. Too bad for her I’m considered royalty in our world and I’m used to talking to people however I please.

As we exchange our vows in front of Judge Stevens and my friend Nico, who’s come to witness this unexpected event, there’s still no color in Vinnie’s cheeks. Her discomfort with the situation is obvious. Her shoulders are hunched and there’s a quiver in her voice whenever she’s called upon to speak. It’s a shame. She was so brave until the moment she signed the contract, sealing her fate.

Hopefully, her courage hasn’t gone into permanent retreat. It was the first thing that drew me to her. Well, that’s not strictly accurate. I was attracted to her incredible body before I glimpsed her inner strength.

When Antonio asked Matteo and me if either of us would consider marrying Vinnie, I jumped at the chance. My enthusiasm took both of my brothers by surprise. Marriage is an institution I’ve been dodging since I came of age, but the moment I set eyes on Venezia ‘call me Vinnie’ Bianchi, I knew I had to bind this woman to me.

Our union is a major fuck you to her family. Carlo will probably have a stroke when he finds out his daughter is not only mine, but that she came to me willingly. That’s not why I decided to make the lovely Vinnie my bride, of course. It’s not because she’s a beautiful woman, either. I can find dozens of those in the clubs my family owns any night of the week. No, what sold me on marrying her was the sharp gleam in her eye. This woman’s got fire in her belly. Taming her is a challenge I can’t resist.

When Stevens, one of several judges on my family’s payroll, pronounces us husband and wife, I wrap a hand around the back of my principessa’s neck. She gazes up at me with wide, innocent eyes. Then she lowers her lashes as I swoop in for my first taste of her pretty pink lips. I expect her to be sweet and she doesn’t disappoint. My kiss is demanding and her warm, soft lips make me regret I can’t take time to savor the moment. Nico and Stevens are standing mere feet away, and I’m not about to give them a show. Public displays of affection are not my thing. I don’t do lovey-dovey stuff in private, either, but for this woman, I might just try it out.

Tonight, however, I won’t go easy on her. There are boundaries to be established, and she’s about to find out what it means to belong to a man like me. I pull back from Vinnie and turn to our now unwelcome guests. Short and thin with reddish-brown hair, Judge Stevens looks insignificant next to the tall, muscular Nico. In the grand scheme of things, he is little more than a speck of dust. Judges are easy enough to buy when you have pockets as deep as ours. If he gives us more trouble than he’s worth, I’ll deal with the sniveling weasel personally.

“See to it the judge gets paid.” I look at Nico, who grins wryly, confirming he understands I want him to get the fuck out of my apartment and take Stevens with him.

“Judge.” Nico tilts his head toward the private elevator that comes only to this apartment. “Shall we?”

Stevens doesn’t need to be asked twice. Though he does everything he can to ingratiate himself with my older brother, he doesn’t hide his disdain for me. Gathering up his things, he practically sprints to the elevator. Nico strolls along behind him, unhurried as usual.

The moment the doors slide closed behind them, I spin back around to face Vinnie. The frightened rabbit look is gone from her eyes. There’s still a wariness in her expression, but it seems she took the few seconds my focus was elsewhere to compose herself. Good. Fucking a quivering wreck is not my idea of fun.

“Strip!”

At my command, Vinnie purses her lips. “You strip.”

“Oh, I will.” I have to stifle a laugh at the little minx’s insolence. It’s exactly how I expected her to respond. “But first I want to inspect my new acquisition.”

I chose the words purely to provoke, and it works. Vinnie’s delicate jaw clenches.

“I’m not some piece of property you took possession of. I’m your wife.”

Hearing her refer to herself that way fuels my urge to claim her. She isn’t shying away from the fact we’re now bound together.

“Yes, you are, principessa and as such, I believe you agreed to obey me.” My cock twitches as she clenches her fists by her sides. Vinnie looks as if she wants to punch me and I wish she’d try, just so I can subdue her. Though I intend to secure her submission, I never want to dampen her spirit. It really turns me on the way she stands up for herself. “Now, do as I instructed, or there will be unpleasant consequences.”

Though the pissed-off pout on her face doesn’t change, a flare of desire in her eye betrays her interest. She wants me to punish her.

Resting her balled-up fists on her hips, she glares at me. “What consequences?”

A grin spreads across my lips. “I hoped you’d ask.”

As I step toward her, Vinnie doesn’t retreat, but the way she sinks her teeth into her plump bottom lip tells me my new bride isn’t as confident as she’s trying to appear. Her gaze shifts from one side to the other as if she’s looking for an escape route.

“If you want to run, go ahead.”

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