Total pages in book: 151
Estimated words: 141634 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 708(@200wpm)___ 567(@250wpm)___ 472(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 141634 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 708(@200wpm)___ 567(@250wpm)___ 472(@300wpm)
I jump out of the car and rush to the house, but I only get a few steps before I feel Miller’s hands on my hips and then I’m thrown over his shoulder.
“We’re not done yet,” he growls and stomps back to the car.
I try to wiggle off of him, but he smacks my ass hard. “Let me go, you cheating asshole.”
He puts me in the car, and I hear the locks engage as the car takes off. I see now Miller wasn't teasing about not letting me go.
The look in his eyes tells me he won’t stop until he owns every part of me.
Chapter Eighteen
MILLER
“Cheating asshole?” I bark when Pumpkin crawls away from me and crosses her arms over her chest.
“I know all about her.” She sniffs but still won’t look me in the eyes.
I let out a stream of curses in Russian because I can’t get my mouth to catch up with my translation. “Explain,” is all I can manage to calmly say as I move closer to her.
“The woman I saw you with.” When she finally turns her eyes on me, they are filled with anger and tears. “Someone was even kind enough to send the engagement announcement.”
“It’s a lie,” I hiss, grinding my teeth. I’m going to burn my mother’s house to the ground for distressing Pumpkin like this.
“How do I know?” Her shout ends on a whimper as she slumps in the seat.
When I pull her to me, she begins to cry harder, and I beg her to stop.
“No, you cannot cry.” I hold her tighter and bury my face in her neck. “You’re breaking my heart.”
“God, Miller, how is this happening?” She looks up at me and pleads, “I don’t even know you yet, but it was love at first sight. I thought this was it and you were the one.”
“I am.” I run a frustrated hand through my hair. “Who was on the announcement?”
She blinks a few times and sobers as if thinking it over. “Someone named Chel.”
I curse again in Russian and shake my head. “It is not real, it is a lie.”
“What?” Her eyebrows pull together as she leans back a little.
“It’s my mother, krasota.” I bury my face in my hands and I feel her touch on my back. “I’m so sorry she’s done this to you.” I take a deep breath and try to think of the best way to explain this. “She is a wicked and selfish woman. She would stop at nothing to have what she wants. And that certainly includes getting in the way of the woman I love.”
I cradle her face in my hands and stroke my thumb over her lip.
“You were right, it was love at first sight. You are my soul mate, Pumpkin. I didn’t know I was looking for you, yet here you are.”
“Why would any mother do that?”
“I believe she is broken inside. She is a victim of abuse, yet she is unable to leave our father. We tried many times to help her leave, but she has chosen to stay.” I shrug my shoulders in defeat. “She’s tried everything to manipulate us, including today.”
“I saw you with a young blonde today.” She looks down at her lap, and I force her to meet my gaze.
“My mother brought Chel there as part of an arranged marriage with Frost and me.”
That causes her to pause, and she tilts her head to the side. “To both of you?”
“Da.” I roll my eyes because it’s embarrassing to admit. “Chel put her arms around me before I could step away. She took me by surprise, but her touch repulsed me.” I lean into Pumpkin’s hand and close my eyes. “There is only one woman that will ever touch me as long as I live.”
“So this was all just a misunderstanding?”
I open my eyes to see her biting her bottom lip. “In time we will learn how to speak with open hearts so that there is nothing unsaid.” I place a soft kiss on her lips and then look into her eyes once more. “But we have our entire lives to do that. Until then, we may stumble, but always together. Da?”
“Da,” she agrees and smiles as she throws her arms around me.
“You know how hard it makes me when you speak to me in Russian.”
She leans close to my ear and licks the shell before she whispers. “Ty mne nuzhen.”
My body stiffens and my hands go to her ass as I grind her down on my cock. “You need me?”
“Da,” she says again, and I have to close my eyes and ask God for control.
“I don’t want to fuck you in a car again. Let me come to your bed tonight.”
“At my parents’ house?” Her eyes widen, but I see curiosity there.
“I know you have much to do in the morning. Allow me to wake you up with my tongue between your lips.” I cup her pussy with my hand and squeeze.