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“I did,” he answered proudly.
“And my mother,” she asked warily, stepping back to prepare herself forthe inevitable message of exile her mother most likely sent with Roman to relayto her. “What did she say?
Roman unbuttoned his jacket and tossed it on the back of the sofa,before unsnapping the gun holster on his chest and doing the same. "Shewent in depth on how inappropriate and dangerous I am for you,” he explainedwith a shrug. “But I reminded her that the man she picked was a spineless pieceof shit that would never deserve or have you. Funny enough your brother andfather said absolutely nothing during this only speaking up at the enddemanding if I get to have you, then they should receive more money in my dealwith your father."
For a moment, all she heard was a far-off ringing in her ears.Frowning, she replayed the meaning of his words and stared at him to see if hewas being serious or not. "So, what you're telling me is that my fatherand brother essentially sold me to you and you agreed?” she asked very slowly.
With an unabashed nod, Roman gave her a large toothy smile."Precisely."
White hot anger heated every part of her body until she was positivelyshaking with fury. Pointing her finger at him, she jabbed every syllable intohis stomach as she spoke. "You can’t just buy me!” Infuriated she had toeven say this, she took a step back and blinked a couple of times not believingthis was happening. “This isn't how I wanted it between us Roman.”
Stepping forward, Roman closed up any distance she tried to put betweenher and him. “What is the problem?” he asked with such offhanded casualness,Rahina almost began to look around to find something to throw at his big fathead. “You have me, and I certainly have you now—with receipts even!”
The remark stung like a stab to the gut. For the second time tonight,she found herself looking at the person in front of her with a sense of utterbetrayal. Grinning like a madman, he raised one eyebrow at her in a challenge.Roman wasn't taking this seriously at all she realized. He saw nothing wrongwith what he had done.
“Do I get to own you—with receipts?!” She shot back, desperately tryingto get some leverage in this argument.
Roman's smile faded a bit, and a surge of satisfaction and hopeblossomed in her heart. Not moving away, she allowed him to gently capture herface again between his large callused hands. Brushing some of her hair backfrom her face, he whispered cruelly. "Baby, you couldn't afford me."
The hope she had of him understanding and taking her feelings on thisserious died. Stepping away from him, she felt a numbing pain in her stomachand chest. This man didn't care about her at all, she realized. Nodding toherself, she turned away from him.
"Rahina," she heard him call out to her, but she ignored him.
Walking around the sofa, she felt like she was in a daze. If he wasgoing to be heartless towards her, maybe it was time, she started doing thesame.
“Rahina!” This time his sharp tone was accompanied by the grip to herarm, stopping her just as she got to the foot of the stairs. Anger burnedbehind his eyes as he tethered her to the spot.
“It’s fine, whatever you say, Roman," she said, giving him adefiant look. “Just know that you got screwed because I won’t be owned.Actually, you won’t even have me now,” her voice rising as her anger and pridebegan to rise with frantic speed. Snatching her arm from his hand, she walkedover to the counter and grabbed her car keys. “You can have your fuckingcar," she yelled, throwing the keys with deadly force at his head. Romandodged them with ease, but she didn't miss the moment of surprise in eyesbefore his anger leapt back to the forefront, but she didn't care, she wasbeyond livid at this point.
Stomping past him and up the stairs, she marched into the bedroomfeeling rather than hearing his own pounding footsteps behind her, followingher into the room as she continued to yell. "And you can have the dealwith my dad without me because obviously, I was wrong about you, I want nothingto do with you,” her voice cracked with a swell of devastation as she steppedinto the closet grabbing her bag on the top shelf. She would pack her things,and she would leave this man tonight; she would turn her back on all thepassion and memories she shared with him. She would rather walk home in thepouring rain than stay another minute with someone who didn't care enough notto see that she was hurt by what he had done. Anger and sadness fueled hertirade as she felt his presence behind her in the closet. Turning to him, sheglared at him with overly bright eyes while she stuffed some of her clothesinto her bag. "And when I find another man who will value me I will…AAH”
Her words were cut off with a scream. With alarming speed, Roman movedfrom the closet doorway with rushing speed until he had her pinned against theback of the large walk-in closet. His steel gray eyes burned bright withseething rage branding her to the spot. Holding both of her elbows against thewall, he leaned over her until their foreheads touched.
"If another man so much as looks at you, Rahina, he will regretthe decision," he whispered. Rahina could see the unhinged anger in hiseyes as he forced her to look at him, she could feel the burning rage coursethrough his iron grip. Opening her mouth, she tried to speak but only ended upreleasing a strangled sounding moan as he kissed her slowly. Frustrated andfurious, Rahina cried into the kiss, feeling large wet tears slide down hercheek onto his face as he worked his mouth against hers, demanding hersoftening compliance. Pulling away with a low snarl he bit at her lip. "Ifanother man so much as touches you, I will decimate his lineage and kill himslowly," his voice somehow lowering until she could feel the vibrations ofit in her chest. "And Rahina,” he paused, looking at her meaningfully. “Ifyou ever try to leave me, I will level this city around you until you understandthat I will be the only man in your life."
Wiping the tears from her eyes with the back of her hands, she lookedaway with a shake of her head. "This isn't what I wanted Roman.”
"But this is what you asked for," he countered savagely. Capturingher chin between his fingers, Roman turned her face back to his. "I warnedyou, sweetheart. I have you now, and there is no way I am giving you up. Ifinally found a bit of light, no one, not even you will take that away fromme."
His kiss was low and deep, sealing his dark threat between them.Pulling her from the closet, he led her to step over her fallen, half-packedbag on the closet floor. In the bedroom, Roman pulled her towards him andcovered her mouth with his again. A slow beat of pleasure began to thrumthrough her veins spreading to the pulsating spot between her legs. Wrappingher arms around his neck, she felt his chest lift, and his heavy shoulders flexbeneath her hands as he lifted her off the ground and walked her dangling bodyto the bed. Laying her down, he took a step back just long enough to striphimself. Their room was dark, only lit by the gray light of the rain soakedrays of moonlight filtering through the windows. The dim gray light settled onhis skin, giving it a blue hue as he removed his clothes, perfectly outliningthe hard planes of his muscular flesh. Reaching for her, he grabbed the frontof her jeans with a huge powerful grip pulling her hips upward until they leftthe bed. Jerkily, he unsnapped the denim and tugged the jeans along with herpanties from her waist and down her legs. Rahina shuddered at the coarsefeeling of the hair on his thigh rubbing against the smooth, soft skin of herinner thighs as he forcibly kneed her legs apart. Large and dominating, Romansettled between her parted legs.
"Undress," he commanded, his voice low and rough as if he wasbarely holding onto his control.
Knowing that the fight to resist him had died somewhere with his slow,angry kiss, she obediently pulled the shirt over her head and plucked thefastening of her bra loose. Not waiting for her to remove the satiny material,Roman yanked the bra from her breasts and down her arms, pushing her back flatonto the mattress. Immediately, she felt his hot mouth covering her puckerednipple, arching her back with a cry as he molded, rubbed, and pinched at thesensitive peak Rahina speared her fingers through his short dark hair holdinghim to her breasts. Rolling the velvety stem between his teeth, Roman suckledharshly at her, flashing her a cruel smile of enjoyment at her sharp cry ofpain. Feeling him shift on top of her, Rahina instinctively pulled back herknees, parting herself wider for his massive body to settle between. Feelingthe muscles in his ass flex beneath her calves as he guided himself torturouslyslow inside of her, Rahina let out a long moan as the stretching feeling of hisswollen length pushed deep inside of her. Cradling his powerful body with herlegs and arms, she felt his muscles tense as he began to pull back slowlybefore driving back inside of her with jolting power. Her body arched, and herhips lifted in an effort to take him deeper with each powerful stroke. Eachclap of thunder outside the large picture windows punctuated their movements,the headboard thudding against the wall with each sway of his thrusting hips.There was a tinge of painful pleasure with each reach of his turgid lengthinside her, hitting that farthest spot. Each hit took her breath away. Shebegan to dread it and long for it with each pull of his hips she exhaledknowing what and where he would reach with that next powerful push inside ofher. She screamed as he hit home, again and again, the thick head of his cockburying itself against the entrance of her womb demanding her defeat until herlegs hung limply at his sides and all she could do was accept the crashingwaves of ecstasy that washed over her.
Feverishly she writhed against him, weakly holding onto his shouldersas she cried out under the beautiful assault. Catching a glimpse of the hardtension in his face, watching him groan with each movement, the sight brokeher, and her body tightened again with unbearable force around him as her mindblanked into white light. Vaguely, she could hear his groans increase and feelher breasts bounce and shake as his pace increased, leading to his ownshuddering release inside her. Eventually, his strokes slowed as he pumped thelast of his release inside her sore body. Collapsing against her, he crushedher beneath him and the mattress, whispering foreign words in her ear as herained kisses against her sweat slickened shoulder.
She was still half lost in the white foggy light of semi-consciousnesswhen the sharp stinging pain to her nipple brought her forcibly to reality witha pained cry. Looking up in confusion, Roman gave her a hard look from where hejust bit her nipple.
"Now tell me you belong to me, Rahina. I want to hear you say it.”
The anger from her threats earlier still burned like a forest fire inhis eyes. He wanted her to submit, to remind him and herself that she was onlyhis. Rahina relaxed against the pillow and gave him a cool, shuttered look."No."
Roman’s eyes gleamed with dangerous warning. “Rahina," he warned.
"No," she repeated, shaking her head in refusal. She couldfeel his body tense in anger, and she knew by the look on his hardening face hewas angry, but so was she. Grabbing his face, much like he did to her earlier,she held it steady between her hands and let her thumbs gently trace along thebottom of his lip. "I don’t want it to be like this. You can’t haveall the power between us. Nothing good will come of it, Roman." She couldsee him attempting to speak, but she cut him off. "I love you,Roman," she blurted out, not giving herself time to think and chicken out.Ignoring his sudden stillness over her, she continued. “I know that this may betoo soon or maybe not what you want to hear, but I love laughing with you,arguing with you, even being silent with you." Tears rolled down her cheeksas she confessed. “I loved you the moment I saw you, but I can't be with you ifyou can’t share your love and your power back with me."
Opening his mouth to speak, a lance of alarm sliced through her chestand she pressed her lips quickly to his cutting whatever he was going to sayoff.
