Page 43 of The Mafia Princess

“Yes, Remington said it was the man that attacked me in the hotel, and he tried to sneak in here to poison me.”

Beth gasped. “I’m so glad they caught him.”

“I am, too. It’s just knowing how violent my husband can be that I’m having a hard time with.”

Beth squeezed her hand. “I hope I helped a little. I hadn’t seen any violence before in my life before Alastair brought me here. It’s part of who they are, and we either accept it or not, but I can’t see him letting you go.”

“Probably not.”

“Let’s go talk to the others.”

“I can’t. I have to stay in the room.”

Beth laughed and rolled her eyes. “We’ve all been there a few times. If you need anything, dial three, which is Martin. Or the kitchen.”

Aryanna hugged the woman. “Thank you.”

“Talk to the others because they all have stories. Just remember you’re not alone. Not only do you have us, but you also have a man that I know loves you and would do anything for you, and he just proved it today.”

Aryanna nodded and closed the door. She leaned against it for a moment. What was she going to do? Would she be able to leave him? He’d changed a little over the time they’d been married and was turning into a hard, gruff, and now violent man. He was still gentle with her, but she disliked the coldness she sometimes caught in his eyes.

She ignored the tray that had been sent up because her stomach still hadn’t settled. She decided to shower and get into a comfortable lounge outfit she liked to wear at night in their room.

It was past seven o’clock, and he still hadn’t come. She got a wild hair and decided she’d make it a bit hard to get his hands on her. She left the room and walked around until she found an empty bedroom and got comfortable on the window seat to wait.

It wasn’t long before she heard his bellow, and she cringed. She thought she might have made a mistake pushing him at the moment, but it was too late now. She’d just have to pay the consequences.

Within ten minutes, Remington barreled into the room. The look on his face would have scared her, but she knew he’d never hurt her.

“Do you want to tell me why you’re here and not naked in our bed?”

She shrugged.

His eyes widened and then narrowed into angry slits making a shiver go up her spine.

“Why are you pushing me, Love?”

“I didn’t think I was. I just didn’t want to do what you ordered.”

“But, Lass, you’ll always do what I ordered or face the consequences.”

Her chin went up. “Really? And may I know what they are?”

She knew her tone was snotty, but he was starting to piss her off.

“That’s it,” he growled.

There was no time to escape when he headed toward her. She screamed when he threw her over his shoulder and headed out of the bedroom. Within a few minutes, they were back in their room. He tossed her on the bed and closed and locked the door.

She watched him as he slowly discarded his clothing, and his eyes never left her.

When he stood beautifully naked in front of her, he started stroking his cock. “Tonight, I’m going to show you the consequences.”

“You won’t hurt me,” she said with conviction.

“No, but I can make you uncomfortable.”

“What’s the difference?” she asked.

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