ROYAL BRIDE (A Billionaire Bad Boy Romance) Read Free Page B

line of curses as the most powerful orgasm he’d ever experienced ripped through his body.
    He rolled over to her side and pulled her up against him. Nuzzling her neck, he inhaled the sweet smell of her perfume. “Now you are mine,” he whispered into her ear.
    She stiffened in his hold. “I’m slipping in my negotiation strategy, I think,” she grumbled. “I wasn’t supposed to sleep with you until after you agreed to let me live in the city.” His muscles tensed. “What?”
    She turned halfway over and gave him an impish grin. “Women use sex all the time to get what they want.”
    “You were going to withhold your body from me—your husband—until I agreed to let you live alone in the city?” His hand was wrapped round her arm, and he had to mentally tell himself to release her before he did more than feel the urge to smack her bottom.
    “I suppose I shouldn’t have confessed that, but no matter what you think of me, I am honest to a fault.”
    He decided his original thought was right. She was completely addle-brained. He rolled out of bed and reached for the robe draped over a nearby chair. Punching his arms through the sleeves, he jerked the belt around his waist and tied it. “You are my wife. You will live with me. You will travel with me, and you will sleep with me. I will use your body whenever I see fit. Your permission is not needed.” He heard his words and regretted them as soon as they were out of his mouth, but then she opened hers.
    “If you think I will follow behind you like some little lost puppy, you will be poorly disappointed! I’m no one’s lapdog.” She sat up in the bed, pulling the comforter up to her neck to hide her body.
    “You have two jobs as my wife, as my princess and, one day, as my queen.” He checked his temper well enough to flatten his voice. The woman was driving him to scream, but he needed to remember that he was in charge. It was time she understood it as well. “One is to obey me. The second is to bear me children. So until you have conceived and given birth to my heir, you’ll lay flat on your back with your thighs spread for me whenever I deem it right to do so.”
    Needing to get away before he changed his mind about throttling her on their wedding night, he turned on his bare heel and headed for the door. Just as he flung the door open, he heard an unladylike grunt and felt a slipper hit his back.
    He reached into his pocket and pulled out the key he kept there just in case. He had hoped she would accept her fate as his wife and that he wouldn’t need to go to such great lengths with her, but she was making it abundantly clear it wasn’t to work that way.
    Lifting the key into the air so she could see it, he stepped into the hallway. “You will not leave this room until I allow it.” He pulled the door shut and locked it from the outside. It was only a matter of moments before he heard her little fists pounding on the door and her demanding to be let out.
    He turned to the guards posted outside the door. “Not one delicate foot out of this room. And no one is allowed entry.” Both men nodded and looked at the closed door that housed their princess, who was cursing a blue streak and kicking the door along with beating it with her fists.

ISABELLA
    Sitting at the small table in the room she was locked into, Isabella pushed her eggs from one side of the plate to the other. She wished Antonio would return so she could make things right. She wouldn’t go so far as to completely apologize, but she would give just enough to free herself from this prison.
    After wasting all of her energy trying to beat down a door that never opened, she had gone back to bed, seething at herself more than at him. She should never have confessed her thoughts out loud, but had let them slip because she was in a daze after experiencing such an immense orgasm.
    It wasn’t the first orgasm she’d had, nor even her second, but it was the first time she’d had an orgasm while