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married to you even a day longer than I must.”
     
    She reeled back, cowering from his anger and the knowledge they had to stay married two years, or he would be disowned. Molly assumed it went deeper than running a company he didn’t want to head. They had seemed like a close family, and she had seriously undermined their connection. She couldn’t make him lose his family entirely. “Okay, so we’ll file for the annulment in two years.”
     
    A smile crossed his lips, but did nothing to warm his frigid eyes. “There’s a problem with that, cara . There’s no way I’ll be trapped with you for the next two years and not take advantage of what you so eagerly offer. When this charade ends, it will be with a divorce. There will be no annulment.”
     
    His implication penetrated her confusion, and she shook her head. “That will just make things worse. We can’t.”
     
    “We can.” His hands loosened on her arms, but only to find her zipper to pull it down. The wedding dress slid to the floor, leaving her in a white slip and panties. With the dress being so long, she hadn’t bothered with pantyhose.
     
    “I don’t want to.”
     
    “Liar.” He cupped her breast, immediately provoking a response and leaving the mound heavy and full-feeling. “You’re dying for it. Since you went to such trouble to get it, not caring about the consequences, I’m going to give it to you.”
     
    Molly resisted, but he soon had her melting against him as he touched her with cold accuracy, designed to arouse her but unable to reach her emotions. She was torn between tears and moans when he swept her up and took her to the bed. It was wrong. It felt wrong on every level but physical when he pulled off his wedding suit and joined her on the bed. She wanted to turn away, to reject him, but her body was pliant when he moved over her, surging inside her heat with one hard thrust.
     
    He brought her to an orgasm before letting himself find release. As the pleasure swept through her, relaxing her tension for just a moment, he leaned closer. She thought he was going to kiss her, since he hadn’t at all, other than that peck at the ceremony.
     
    Instead, Aronne got near her face, staring deep into her eyes. “Just my luck to end up with the wrong sister.”
     
    Molly’s eyes widened. “What?” she whispered.
     
    “I wanted Margot. She loves Cristiano, and I would never come between them.” He sneered. “Unlike you, I have some decency. When I saw you, I thought the resemblance to Margot might be enough, but it isn’t. You are a severe disappointment.”
     
    Her mouth quivered, but she bit down hard on her tongue to keep from bursting in to tears. “You don’t mean that.”
     
    “I do.” Abruptly, he rolled off her and stood up.
     
    Feeling numb, while lacerated at the same time, she watched him dress in casual clothes. Her stomach tightened when he started shoving items into the suitcase his brother had brought him a few days ago. “What are you doing?” Was he planning to move in to her room? Was he taking her to his home?
     
    “I’m leaving. I agreed to two years, but I never promised I would stay with you physically. I’ve arranged to take over the management of our hotel groups in Brazil.” His cool expression betrayed nothing. “You won’t lay eyes on me ever again, with luck. In two years, I’ll file for divorce, and I can forget this whole nightmare, and what you turned me into.”
     
    Molly wet her lips. “What did I turn you into?”
     
    “A creep who fucks young girls.”
     
    She flinched at the expletive. “You don’t have to do this. You can stay here, in the city, without living with me.”
     
    He shrugged. “I probably could, but it will be easier this way. Besides, I need to get over my infatuation with your sister.” Without another word, he finished packing and left the room. Molly stayed on the bed for a while longer, trying to staunch the flow of tears so she could make it to