Val's POVI stood there wrapped in nothing but a thin sheet, staring at the man who had just been inside me, and felt everything crumble.The luxurious penthouse that had felt like a dream minutes ago now felt like a golden prison. My legs were still weak. My body still hummed with the aftereffects of the most intense sex I had ever experienced. And Ivan West looked at me like I was already his to keep.“I can’t do this,” I said, my voice barely above a whisper. “I need air. I need to think.”“You’re not leaving.” Ivan’s tone left no room for argument. He pulled on his sweatpants but stayed shirtless, the scratches I’d left on his chest still visible. “Harrison Cole has people watching this building. If you walk out now, you’ll be walking straight into his trap.”I laughed bitterly. “So now I’m your prisoner?”“You’re my wife,” he corrected, stepping closer. “On paper and in every way that matters tonight.”The words sent a fresh wave of heat through me despite my anger. I hated my bo
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