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darkening in anger.
    “I have some friends I could stay with until I leave for college at the end of the summer. My summer job starts on Monday.” I jumped off the bed and started to reach for the towel on the floor, but before I could find my panties in the bathroom, he was on me. He lifted me up, carried me back to the bedroom, and pinned me to the bed.
    “What part of ‘you are mine’ did you not understand? This is the only place you are going to live, unless we travel to one of my other properties. I am the only one you are going to live with until we have our babies.” Before I could say otherwise, he thrust himself inside me.
    “You are mine. Do you hear me?” The anger in his eyes was terrifying and sexy.
    “Yes.”
    “No, you don’t, because you were ready to leave after you fucked up my head.” He thrust harder until our pelvises touched, and I cried out in pain. “Yes, you are being punished, amoré. You need to know that I won’t tolerate you leaving me.”
    I started to cry, not from the pain, but from the fact that he was being mean. I didn’t want him to take me in anger. My tears gained his attention. He slowed down.
    “Baby, am I hurting you too much? I’m sorry. I realize you are new to this, and I am a large man. You just pissed me off.” He stopped the pounding and slowed to a gentle fuck, and I cried more.
    “Tell me what I can do to get you to stop crying.”
    “You were not hurting me too much. It’s just…I don’t want you to have sex with me when you hate me.” I lived with my father’s anger for so many years, but I never let it get to me. I was immune to the violence. Luciano was different to me from the start. I couldn’t handle his anger.
    He kissed my lips gently. “Amber, I don’t hate you. I don’t think I ever could, but I was mad that you want to leave me. I was punishing you.”
    As much as I hated to ask this question, I couldn’t let it go by. “Do you always punish your women who make you mad like this?”
    “Cara, you want to talk about other women when I am inside of you?” I shook my head. I didn’t want to ever talk about them.
    “Good, then enjoy. Feel us together. This between us is something special.” He bathed my breasts with his tongue. When he bit down on my nipple, I was done. My juices coated his cock, and I squeezed out every bit of pleasure I had. I took him with me as I felt him shake inside of me. Damn it! We didn’t use any protection!
    He smiled at me with a wink. “I know we didn’t.” Oh shit, I said that out loud.
    “I told you I wanted you to have my babies.” He was still grinning before he kissed me. He climbed off me and the bed. Once he was up he pulled me to stand with him, then he took me into his arms and hugged me tight.
    “Cara, come, let us sit.” He grabbed the sheet and wrapped it around us. We sat on the super comfy sofa, looking out at the moon.
    He took a deep breath and started to speak. “I have been with more than my fair share of women, but none have anything on you. You are the only one to grace this bed. There was a place I took those women, a place you will never see the inside of, and one I’ll never step in again. I used women for one thing. When you have power and money, they flock to you, but when I was young, my father taught me to keep the filth out of my home. It’s the place where my wife and kids will live one day, and it shouldn’t be tainted with the past.”
    “But you still have money and power. What happens when they come to you? Will you betray me with them?” Fuck, don’t cry, don’t cry. You don’t love him, so don’t get your feelings involved. I stood my ground and held back the tears that threatened to fall.
    “My dad was like me before he met my mother. Do you know they have been married for thirty-one years and not once has he even thought to stray? He knew she was the one, and despite the fact that we’re bad men, we are men, and real men don’t betray their wives. I