MATTEO’S POV

She was going to destroy me.

I knew it the moment I carried her back from the chapel that night, her body limp and leaking my cum from both holes, her eyes glassy with that dangerous mix of fear and devotion. Sofia wasn’t just a wife anymore. She wasn’t a debt payment or a pretty trophy.

She was my obsession. My addiction. The only thing in this godforsaken world that made the monster inside me feel something other than cold calculation.

And tonight, three weeks later, I was going to show her exactly how deep that obsession ran.

I had her exactly where I wanted her — bent...