Chapter 34

Maya’s POV

“Ugh… ugh! Harder! Do me harder!” I clamped my hand over my mouth, frantic to stifle the scream clawing at my throat—just like the girl in the video. Ugh, please let him not have heard that.

When Elias first told me we’d be taking a honeymoon, it was as if the ground had split beneath me. I couldn’t even hold a coherent conversation with Mary or her family during the reception! Every time I tried to speak, Elias gripped my hand, squeezing tight, a silent reminder that we were newlyweds and he—my husband—could do whatever he wanted with me. We’d endured precisely seven media interviews—Elias insisted on keeping them to that number—and although he managed to negotiate out of countless other outlets, several of those seven teams are household names worldwide.

My composure slipped every time he teased me, every time he gave a knowing look,