Chapter forty-five
Mateo Castillo POV
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Rosanna twisted, sucking in a hard breath, but she had her body like steel, rigid, her eyes curious at the same time holding all the nerves, but she didn't ask me to stop.
The nervousness in her eyes was tempting, but I couldn't ignore the fact that it was her first time, unlike other women I had been with. And there were no comparisons for her because she was my wife. However, I didn't trust myself to treat her any better.
I could break someone's bone, slit their throat and even worse take their life without a word asked. But when it came to her, it was different.
She was my prey,
My plaything, And my wife.
The role of her was for me to decide and all her actions will hold my reactions, worse.
She didn't try to look anywhere but me,
