His Arrogant Wife

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*LUC

t me a fortune and they're off best qualities" "When I tell you to get something done,do it!" His nostrils flared. "I do not like the way you talk to me" My eyes dilated when I saw him closing the small distance between us. "Andro..." My words were stopped when his mouth came crashing down on mine,his arms tight around me. My hands were fist crushed against his chest,trying to push him back.I stiffened and shut my mouth in a tight line against Andro's sensual ministrations. He seduced and cajoled not even giving me the chance to bite him again. I found my resolve weakening under a swelling of need. To my utter disgust and chagrin,my body was betraying me again,softening....opening,instinctively wanting to allow this man access. His mouth gentled and when he took it away,my head fell back,I sucked in a breath when I found his mouth pressed hotly to where my pulse throbbed at the base of my neck. Big hands moulded my body,skimmed my curves and my wedding dress felt constructive. Without knowing how he had managed it,I felt something soft at the back of my legs and suddenly the world was tipping,I fell into the bed in a ungainly sprawl. Shock and mortification washed through me in waves at seeing a still pristine Andro standing,looking down at me. I struggled inelegantly to sit up,hampered by the dress and my own sense of disorientation. He bent down and came close,snaked a hand around my neck. The skin of his hand burnt against my bare skin. "Your family might be richer than mine but I would not have you talk down on me again." I knocked his hand away but more because he was ready to let me go than because of my strength and that made me even angrier. To my intense relief,I stood up and moved a few feet back. "You haven't seen anything" His eyes darkened. "What kind of woman are you?" The kind that hates men. "I'll leave you to freshen up.And you might want to put on a little make up to take down that flush in your cheeks.People will suspect that we've been getting a head start on our wedding night" Wedding night my foot! He calmly and insouciantly walked to the door and then turned back."The photographer will be ready soon,so when you come down,we'll get the photos out of the way.I'll be waiting downstairs" He left and closed the door behind him. I picked up a pillow from the bed and threw it at the door,where it bounced ineffectually back into the floor. When will it be three months already? Knowing it was useless but wanting to do something,I hauled myself off the bed and went to the interconnecting door to our rooms,my dress swishing