Chapter 2 A Night Of Passion

Their wedding night was a blur of champagne toasts and congratulations. Samantha's mind reeled as she exchanged vows with Marco, the most powerful man she had ever met. As they danced, his eyes burned with desire, and she felt a shiver run down her spine.

Marco's hands cradled Samantha's face, his thumbs tracing her lips. "My wife," he whispered, his voice husky with desire. Samantha's heart raced as he claimed her mouth, his kiss deep and possessive.

Their bodies entwined, skin to skin, as they moved in perfect sync. Marco's touch ignited a fire within her, melting her doubts and fears. She felt alive, wanted, and cherished.

As they loved, the world outside receded, leaving only the two of them, lost in the passion of their union. Marco's whispers filled her ear – sweet nothings, promises, and declarations of love.

Samantha's senses reeled as Marco's hands explored her body, worshipping every curve. She arched into his touch, her body screaming for more. Their love-making was a dance, a symphony of pleasure and desire.

In that moment, Samantha knew she was forever bound to Marco, body and soul. And as they reached the pinnacle of their passion, she whispered, "I love you, Marco."

"Forever mine," he whispered back, his eyes burning with possession...

As they lay entwined, Marco's phone buzzed with an urgent message. He ignored it, focusing on Samantha's trembling lips. But the interruption left a hint of tension in the air.

Alessandro's words echoed in Samantha's mind: "Be careful, my dear. Marco's love comes with a price." She pushed the thought aside, lost in the magic of their night.

As the darkness receded, Marco's gaze locked onto hers, his eyes burning with possession. "You're mine now, Samantha. Forever."

And in that moment, she knew she was trapped in a world of luxury, loyalty, and lies.