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“Oh, you will be, Olivia.” He squeezes my throat until I fear he’ll cut off my air. “Believe me, you will be.”

CHAPTER 21

Piotr

Anger pulses through my veins. I tighten my grip on Olivia’s throat, relishing the flash of fear in her eyes. She deserves it for sneaking around with Maroni. She reaches up to grab my wrists, trying to pull me off her. I squeeze a little tighter, a warning, and then release her. She slumps against the mirrored wall and sucks in several large gulps of air.

I clench my fists at my sides. Though I want to punish Olivia, she’s not the one I’ll kill. The worst excesses of my violent streak will be reserved for thatmudakshe was with. I’m going to tear him limb from limb once I’ve dealt with my deceitful wife. Despite her claims that there’s nothing between them, this is the second time I’ve caught them together.

When the lift stops, I take hold of Olivia’s arm again and drag her along the corridor to the honeymoon suite. Fuck, that’s a joke. I reserved this room as a way of making up for taking her virginity on my plane, something she seemed pissed about. I ordered fresh flowers, chocolates, and champagne. What anidiot I’ve been, pandering to her desire for romance, lavishing gifts upon her while she’s involved with another man.

Olivia stumbles as she tries to keep up with me, but I don’t slow my pace. I open the door to the suite and shove her inside. As I slam the door, Olivia turns to me, her face pale. She knows exactly how much trouble she’s in. She holds her hands up in a placating gesture, but I’m in no mood to be soothed.

“Piotr, I’m sorry.”

“For what?” I need to hear her admit to what she’s done.

“For speaking to Dario.”

Just hearing his name on her lips makes my blood boil.

“Speaking to him? You make it sound so innocent.” I step closer, getting right in her face. “But the truth is you betrayed me.”

“No.” She shakes her head vigorously. “It’s not like that.”

“Then tell me why he was here, why you left me to go to him.”

“I wanted to know why he came.”

“Why did he?”

Olivia’s gaze dropped to the floor. “I can’t tell you.”

“Then I have to assume the worst.”

“Or you could just trust me.”

Trust her? I wish it was possible, but she’s held secrets from me since the start. I’ve given her opportunities to confide in me about the photographs, to tell me the truth about the role Dario Maroni plays in her life. Yet she stubbornly refuses to tell me what I need to know.

“Pull your dress up to your waist and bend over the bed.”

Olivia’s lip quivers. “Piotr, I’ve done nothing to deserve this.”

Can she really be so naïve? “Haven’t you,malyskha? Have you not been hiding something from me all along?”

Olivia hesitates. She opens her mouth and then closes it again. She looks up at me, her eyes glistening with tears. A better man might feel some pity for her. “I don’t deserve a spanking.”

“Don’t you? Then how should I punish you? Should I lock you away from the world? Chain you to my bed and use your treacherous body until I have no more use for you?”

Horror fills her big blue eyes, and she shakes her head. “No, Piotr. I love you. Don’t do this.”

“You love me?” When she first said those words, my heart swelled with pride. It was more than I’d hoped that this incredible woman could offer me the greatest gift imaginable. Now her words ring hollow. “Then perhaps you’d like to prove it. Get on your knees.”

Wariness passes across her face. She bites her bottom lip, and I think she’s going to deny me. I don’t know what I’ll do if she does. I’ve never hurt a woman, but I’m teetering dangerously close to the brink.

“On your fucking knees!” My temper is hanging by a thread. I need to purge the rage inside me.

As I step closer, Olivia is jolted into action. She drops to her knees. I unfasten my pants and push them down my legs. I wrap my fist around my cock and pump twice until I’m rock hard.