Chapter 41

Marissa

“And do I have any say in that matter?”

His dark eyes take me in. They trace my brow, my cheek, my lips and then come back to meet my eyes and he sighs. “We have not discussed this but a family is something to be expected when getting married.”

I push against his chest and he rolls off me. I sit up and grab a pillow and hug it to my body. “You mean the marriage I’m not even allowed to choose if I want to be a part off?” With an angry puff I scoot off the bed and turn to him. “I’m not ready to have children, Antonio. Maybe I don’t want your children at all.”

Antonio lays still on the bed with his hands linked behind his head and my treacherous eyes sweep over his lean form. His beautiful body, covered in a sheen coat of sweat, is up for display and the evidence of my lost innocence visible on his softening cock. He has no care in the world that he is naked.