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"Yes like me" tucking a loose strand behind my ear, one eyebrow raised stabbing me to silence pulling off the duvet.
Naked and totally vulnerable I sat before him, I move my hand covering my lower region. It was best I eat and say very little at this point, he was in control for the moment. He removed my hand his eyes focus on my sex sipping his tea.
"I like how you keep it clean shaven just the way I like it" smirking. I wanted to slap it clean off his face but I wasn't the violent type.
"How did you get those scars?" changing the subject.
He looks surprise it crosses his face then he wipes it away just as quickly shaking his head "It's a long story one I don't wish to discuss ."
Fair enough next question.
"So why do you want want to marry me?" He could have any woman he wanted why me?
"Family reasons, my father wants a grandson, a heir to the Casarro empire. He would rather an arranged marriage but I perfer a woman who I can at least tolerate one of my own choosing" draining his cup his thougths drifting.
Okay still confused.
"Have you told them about me?" dropping my eyes I wasn't really keen on meeting his parents.