Rebellion (A Dangerous Man, #2) by Serena Grey Read Free Book Online Page A

for a huge profit,” He says coaxingly, “It was
good business, and he made money from Preston Corp every day we’ve been in
existence.”
    I close my eyes and take a breath. “All those pictures of
the two of you...”
    “Mean nothing,” he says, “We went to a lot of the same
places, and people are used to mentioning our names together.”
    I sniff, unconvinced. “Why don’t you want anyone to know
about me?” I ask.
    There is a long pause as I wait for him to answer my
question. My breath catches in my throat.
    He doesn’t reply. Abruptly, I get up, abandoning the tablet
on the sofa. “Fine, don’t tell me.” I mutter, making for the door. If I needed
any proof that I mean nothing to him, this is it. If he cared about me, he
would tell me what I need to know. He wouldn’t keep me living in this limbo of
not knowing where I stand.
    His hand closes around mine before I get to the door.
    “Sophie.” I turn around, hopeful, waiting for him to say
something, but he stays silent.
    I pull my hand from his. “Don’t touch me.” I say, my voice
catching in my throat. “Don’t ever touch me again.”
    He looks annoyed. “Stop being childish Sophie.”
    His words are more hurtful than his silence, I turn from him
and rush towards our room. I need to get away from him. I don’t care where I
go. I just want to stop feeling as if I’m drowning in emotions I can’t control.
    “Sophie, for God’s sake.”
    I hear him, but I don’t stop. I rush through the bedroom
towards the closet. The thought of leaving him fills me with physical pain, but
I can’t stay with him if he won’t even talk to me.
    He catches up with me before I get to the closet door. He pulls
me into his arms, crushing me to his chest. “Stop,” He whispers in my ear,
“Stop.”
    I close my eyes, losing myself in his embrace, realizing, as
I breathe in the scent of his skin, and feel the warmth of his arms around me,
that I could never leave him, not when he can make me feel like this. I melt
into him, so overwhelmed by the depth of my emotions, that I can feel the
wetness of tears in my eyes.
    He starts to stroke my hair, and I press myself to his
chest. I can hear the rhythm of his heart beating. In this moment, it feels as if
he’s mine, as if the deep longing I feel for him is being fulfilled. But I
can’t be sure, I can’t be sure until he tells me how he feels.
    “Why did you marry me David?” My voice is hardly higher
than a whisper.
    He pulls back a little, looking down at my face. “Because I
wanted you,” He says, stroking my arms. My skin tingles where his fingers touch
me, and I feel the last of my resistance melting. “I wanted you the moment I
saw you standing outside that little shop in that small town, looking so lost
and alone. I wanted your innocence, your beauty,” he leans over and drops a
soft kiss on the sensitive corner of my lips, “I wanted your body Sophie, I
wanted to see your face when I make you scream my name.”
    His words set a desperate fire to my blood. I lean into him,
hungry for him. When it comes to this, I can’t fight him. I make one last
attempt. ‘You didn’t have to marry me,” I whisper, “You already had me.”
    “And then I wanted no one else to ever have the pleasure.
Understand that Sophie,” He says, moments before his mouth descends on mine in
a scorching kiss. “You are mine.”
    My body melts and I press myself against him, aching to give
him everything I am. I want this. I want him to belong to me, even if only for
these few moments.
    Soon my clothes are on the floor, and his soon follow. He
carried me over to one of the two armchairs in the room and sets me down,
kneeling on the floor between my legs. I wrap my legs around his waist and
press my body against him, rubbing myself against the hard swell of his
erection. I want him so much I’m aching. Impatiently, I use my hand to guide
him inside me, moaning as his tip slides into my body.
    He grips my ass and lifts me off