Twenty-three-year-old heiress Kassandra Elliot is used to doing as she pleases, so it comes as quite a surprise when handsome billionaire Domenico Bellini confronts her at a nightclub and tells her he is taking her home at her father’s request, whether she likes it or not. When she resists, Domenico tosses her over his shoulder, spanks her, and then makes it clear that she can either behave herself and listen to what he has to say or face more humiliating consequences.
Once he has her attention, Domenico informs Kassandra that their great-grandfathers signed a pact which requires him to wed her as a condition of their families keeping their inheritances. Though she is shocked by the idea of marrying a man she barely knows, Kassandra cannot bear the thought of letting her family down and she hesitantly agrees to the arrangement.
Domenico knows that his beautiful, feisty young wife needs to be taken in hand, but a tragedy earlier in his life makes him reluctant to show her the full extent of his dominance. Before long, however, he finds himself unable to resist the desire to strip her bare, spank her hard, and claim her thoroughly. Their passion is soon burning hotter with each passing day, but when they learn the dark secrets of each other’s pasts will that knowledge bind them together or tear them apart?
Publisher’s Note: The Billionaire’s Bride is an erotic romance novel that includes spankings, sexual scenes, BDSM content, and more. If such material offends you, please don’t buy this book.
“Is this dress you are wearing tonight appropriate for a dinner party with your husband’s associates as guests?”
She didn’t answer. Any sound she made might trigger an avalanche of tears she was fighting to hold in check. Nico took up the heat factor by at least ten notches when his hand smacked down on her again.
“Was this an appropriate dress, Kassandra?” he asked again.
Kay cringed with shock, embarrassment, and shame, but she knew he would hit her harder if she didn’t answer.
“No, it wasn’t,” she blurted. And if she thought Nico couldn’t amp up his spanking, she was wrong. She had no control over herself when he smacked her ass so hard, he knocked her tears from her eyes. Slap after hard slap burned her bottom. He didn’t believe her when she agreed it was an inappropriate dress.
“No, it wasn’t an appropriate dress to wear for my husband’s dinner party. I shouldn’t have worn it.”
“And?” he asked, followed by more nerve-screaming hard spanking.
“And I was being disrespectful not only to my husband’s guests, but…” She was sobbing now freely. She had forgotten the audience existed. All that mattered was her learning her lesson and pleasing her husband.
“Continue,” he prompted.
“I was… being disrespectful to my husband too. I’m sorry. I’m sorry.” She was in all kinds of emotional turmoil now, the least of which being the pain in her ass. She wanted to please Nico. She wanted to be his perfect wife.
“Good,” he said. He helped her off his lap and stood by her as she steadied herself. He wiped her tears with his thumbs.
“You will dance now,” he said softly.
“But you already punished me.”
“The spanking was your punishment. The dancing is purely for my pleasure.”