“One of those properties is the one your mother is living in. And yes, this entire island.”
She huffs. “Vincent. I don’t understand.” She says, getting annoyed. “What is this?”
I grin, stepping next to her I pull her chair around so that it’s facing me, and I drop to my knee in front of her. In my hand is the crystal box which I open, revealing the most beautiful ring in the world.
“I love you, Misha. Marry me, little raven. Sign the contract, and the moment you become my wife everything on that list will be yours.”
“You are offering me those things so that I say yes?” She stammers. “Youlove me?”she remarks with more excitement.
“Of course, little pet. I know how business works. And if I want the most beautiful thing in the universe to be mine - I must present an offer, she cannot refuse. You also see that in the contract I have been clear about my other assets - in the event of my death they will all be yours.”
“What about your sons, your daughter?” She asks, still confused. Her eyes keep darting to the ring, glittering with hope.
“I have given them more than they could dream of in this life. I have given them enough. What is left, what is mine, I give to you - so that we can live a beautiful life together. Marry me, Misha.” I say with more force.
She giggles, then her laughter turns to tears, which stream down her cheeks. My heart beats nervously, pulsing impatiently until she screams “Yes.”
“Yes?” I ask with relief.
“Yes, Vincent. Yes. I will marry you. I love you too. I am so madly in love you.” She squeals excitedly.
I stand up and slip the ring onto her fingers. Immediately, I grab the pen and push it into her hand and point to where she should sign. A deal is never final until that ink stains the paper.
She signs and I grab her into my arms and spin her around excitedly.
“You belong to me.” I whisper against her ear, then kiss her gently, my heart exploding with happiness I thought I would never experience. The type of happiness that takes you by surprise and knocks the ground out from beneath you.
Misha presses her lips against mine and wraps her legs around my waist. My body screams. I own her, She belongs to me.
I push her onto the table, shoving the contract aside and grabbing her legs to spread them wide.
She rests her heels on the edge of the table, her dress falling away and her pussy naked to my eyes. Spread open like a piece of art, waiting for me.
“You aren’t wearing any panties.” I grin, my cock throbbing in anticipation.
“Oops, I must have left them on the plane.” She giggles, her eyes full of mischief.
I grab the top of her summer dress and rip it from her body. She screams in fright as the fabric tears, and I pull it off her. I want to see all of her, every inch of her beauty - her beauty that now belongs to me.
I growl darkly where the dappled sun splashes across her milky chest and she tilts her head back, letting her dark hair spill onto the table behind her.
Her hands are resting behind her and my eyes fall onto the ring on her finger. It turns me on ten times more - the lock. The binding. She belongs to me.
I rip my shirt off and toss it aside and Misha bites her lip as her eyes drift over my chest.
Tugging my pants off I kick them away.
And when I step between her legs, she is already breathing heavily.
I smirk as I brush my cock over her pussy.
“Do you want me to fuck you, little raven?”
“Yes, please, sir.” She begs, biting at her bottom lip. Her eyes narrowed as she stares at me through lowered lashes.
“Please fuck me with your monster cock.” She begs, shifting her hips forward.
“Mm. What if I hurt you?” I ask darkly, reaching forward and grabbing her throat as I press my cock harder against her pussy.
