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GIOVANNI'S POV.

Not once, twice, or thrice had she stolen secret glances  at me. I smacked my lips together hungrily. The mere thought of being alone with her made andrelaline pump through my veine, she  tensed up after all I had blurted out what came to my mind.

The car pulled over, and a sigh eased across my lips as I helped her out of the car; slowly she set her palms into mine.

“This is your home now, our new home.” I announced, gloating imwardly with an air of pride,her eyes sparkled with joy—or was it a reflection of being gone from the pack  which had basically destroyed her?

I grimmaced at the mere thought of it. Each one of them would pay; I'll make them regret setting a finger on her skin; every inch of her body belonged to me alone.

“I need rest. We wouldn't stand here all day, would we?” She asked, trying to keep her sarcasm although I had seen her face turn red when I asked that she put me on a leash.

"Simone,” I called out to her, reaching for her hair and coiling my fingers around the strand as she took out a heavy breath, which she had subconsciously held in all along.

“Nevermind.” I asserted, turning away and walking ahead into the room. The heavy door weered open and she strutted in behind me, her eyes glancing about.

“I had the workers leave; just a few of them are around in their quarters, its just you and I today.” I explained, seeing how confused she was.

“Why? I won't complain. I really don't mind." She spoke, yet it felt almost like a lie.

“We wouldn't want them to be around after all,  I know how well you feel, and today I'm not letting you go that easily. We would have a lot of begging, screaming, pounding. and creaking, We wouldn't want the maids to hear all that, would we?”

Her cheeks flushed red once more; she was quick to avert her gaze from mime; I felt a throb between my thighs; I fucking wanted her... merely recalling last night made me cock twitch from excitement.

“Our room.” I offered, guiding her hands toward the entrance. “Do you like it?” I asked.

She nodded slowly, still acting all tensed around me. However briefly, something had flashed through her orbs.

“Our?” I nodded with a soft laughter.

“We are married, Simone... " Well, on paper, I'll have it legal soon. Where would you expect an alpha to sleep? If not in the same room with his luna?” I asked, and her gaze widened as I spoke. There it was. the look I wamted.

She pursed up her lips, iddling with the hem of her drss, starring anywhere but at me.

“You and I... We are not married, Giovanni; you took me,” she argued, finally letting her eyes melt into mine.

“You wounded my heart princess, why on earth would I bother taking you if I had no interest in you?" Her response was a deafening silence.

Why was she so protective? The woman I met last night was daring, bold, fierce, but she sermed to be a totally different version of herself when sober.

“Do I need to get you  drunk before you look me in the eyes, mia mor?” I whisked her into my arms, sitting on the bed, placing her above my laps, both my arms locking her in place, her back against my face.

I rubbed my chin on her shoulders; her scent flushed through my nostrils, yet like an intoxicating alchol, I wanted more of her.

My cock twitched the more, and I knew it was poking at her ass, yet she didn't stifle. 

“I'm not Marcel!" I deadpanned. She turned her face to match mine.

“I didn't say you were.” She argued  back, even when she knew it was a lie.

“You don't have to Simone... The way you sct, it bothers me, do I have to kill that bastard to make you feel at ease once again?" I enquired once more.

“You will,do that for me?” She asked slowly, almost all incocent, she was indeed a vixen. A dangerous one at that,  and an amused smile settled on my lips. ”You know I would; I'll kill anyone for you, simone, so dont push me out; I want to be here by your side.” I argued further.

“You would get bored; I'm a fancy new toy... but I know you'll get tired of me soon enough." A loud laughter coursed through my  lips, setting a loud echoe into the halls.

“Why? Its not funny you know, what we have is contractual, sooner or later..you will find your mate, and I won't be of any use, so let's be this way, I'll live silently until then,” she complained. I felt a nut screew loose in my brain, and hearing her speak of leaving made me irritated.

I set her off my lap and laid her back in bed.

“I love you, princess, and yes, given that you are mine,  your worries are of no use. I have a mate, and shes dead, yet it hurts me even more to see that a lady I love takes me for a beast. Don't shut me out before you know who I am, Simone.”

“I'm sorry, I didn't mean it like that." She pleaded, her eyes holding a glassy appearance. Shit, I didn't intend to make her cry.

“Never mind… Get yourself cleaned and rest.. I'll be out breifly.”

She parted her lips to speak, or maybe she had whispered some words. I didn't want to listen, so I stormed out in the middle before slamming the door behind me.

Taking hasty steps towards the corridor. I could feel my heart racing in my chest; she had been testing my limits.

I wanted her so bad that I wanted her to accept me.

“Why did you lie to her?” My wolf vani had asked, fuming with anger within me.

“The moment she finds out the truth, she will leave us... I can't have that." I responded. My eyes trailed back toward the door, my heart still aching for her.

She must not find out the truth, not now, not ever; all I needed her to do was trust me, confide in me, and rely on me. I needed to have her wrapped around my fingers.

“You can't hide the truth forever; she's bound to know; She'll get curious; people don't just die.” My wolf argued; I cut him off the mindlink, grumbling beneath my breath; he always made unnecessary fuss, just like before.

I can't hide the truth forever?.

A sarcastic laughter escaped my lips. 

Watch me.