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31

STRIKER “I’d like you to take a look at it if you have time. And tell me about your idea.” Why the fucking hell he trusted me so much with such a huge project? I mean, what did I know about it? In my entire life, I was satisfied with a job that paid my bills. Things only changed lately, and I needed a regular office job before I got married. Although I had investments, savings, and properties, I never depended on dividend income. I still needed a job. “I doubt I can help. I don’t have knowledge about that.” “You haven’t checked it.” “Fine.” After our dinner, his doctor came for a regular check-up. He advised the same thing. Moses needed bed rest, but we seemed to share the same DNA. He was stubborn as fuck. He went to bed after he took his medicine. As soon as the doctor left, he got up, complaining to me. “I’m getting sicker in this house.” “Too bad because you are not going anywhere.” He joined me in the same spot and sat in the wheelchair. “I’d rather spend my time with

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LONDON I spent an hour in a bathtub with wine that no longer appealed to me. I was more concerned with how to break to Striker regarding my father’s true intention. I didn’t tell him last night. I couldn’t. I was too scared to face the consequences. I only said to him that I had some disagreements with my father. Judging by the look on his face, he wasn’t convinced. He knew I was hiding something, but he somehow respected my decision for now. Right now, he was watching me like a hawk from the corner, but he hadn’t said a word to me. I wasn’t happy with his silence. And it hurt like hell, but I was a selfish bitch and wasn’t ready to lose him. I couldn’t bear it. “The tub is big enough for the both of us.” He just remained there, his arms crossed over his chest, sighing constantly. He bounced his gaze between me and the view outside the window. “When are you gonna see Moses again?” “Monday.” “That’s good.” “Then you should have a one-on-one with your dad?” “Not a chance. He’

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STRIKER She is exceptional. I couldn’t look away or shut my eyes close and miss the most beautiful woman on top of me. And she felt incredibly good. London hadn’t moved, so I gave her time to adjust as I was all hard inside her, and she was so stretched. I skimmed my hands all over her hips, to her abdomen, and her perky tits. I cupped them, paying attention to her puckered nipples, pinching them, and it spiked something inside her, clenching around me. Her eyes started to flutter close as she bit her bottom lip and braced her hands on my chest. “Ride me, baby.” She rose and pushed back down, doing exactly as I told her. With each rise and fall, her clit grazed my base, and it grew her drenched. She bit her bottom lip harder as if drawing strength from it. I held her in place as I met her in the middle, thrusting into her. A gasp escaped her lips. Her eyes squeezed shut, and she threw her head back as I thrust faster and faster, bringing her closer to orgasm. She grew mo

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LONDON What had gotten into me? Striker was right. Last week I wanted to give my father what he wanted so that I could have my payback. Right now, I just watched the man I loved walk away from me, and I didn’t even stop him. He didn’t even finish his food. I felt terrible. Yes, I loved him. It wasn’t hard to fall in love with the right man. He was great, kind, thoughtful, loyal, and selfless. He always thought about my needs above everything else. “God, what should I do? I need a sign.” I looked up. I didn’t pray much but believed the big guy was up there. I searched for Striker everywhere in the house until I remembered his favorite place. “I thought I found you here.” He had whiskey in his hand. He took a sip and didn’t even look in my direction. This was all my fault. My father dragged him into this arrangement, and Striker didn’t think twice about helping me. Me being an ungrateful bitch just hurt his feelings. I sat beside him, placing a hand on his thigh. “I’m sorry.”

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STRIKER “So, this is where everything happens?” Watching from the top behind the glass wall was fascinating how an aircraft was machinery assembled. “Yes.” There was pride in Moses’ voice. Considering what he had done to the Hover to be at the top of the business industry, I expected that reaction. “Do you ever feel guilty that your fighter jets will be used to slaughter people?” I got his attention. He looked at me. “Son, you’re once a soldier. Tell me why you did what you did. It’s to protect your country. The same as the pilots who fly these jets. They have the same mission, not just to end life, but to monitor, be in the line of defense, and protect those down there. I do what I think is in the best interest of the people. If there are no bad guys, then no guns and jets like this one.” I thought I wasn’t thinking of questioning him. “You’re right.” The door swung open. A man around his age walked in. “Mr. Braddson, it’s nice to see you on your feet again.” “I’m good as new.

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LONDON “So, what do you say?” Striker asked his dad. I decided to join him and get away from work for a while. If I was being honest, I needed a long break. I couldn’t focus. There was a lot going on in my mind. “I wanna know your opinion.” This must be hard for Tate. He loved Striker so much like his own blood. And I could see it right now. He was scared. “Dad, I won’t go if you don’t wanna come with us.” “What does your heart say?” “That’s what my heart said.” His answer was fast. “You are my dad. Although you put me up on this, I would not cross the line. You will always be the first person I ask for advice when it comes to him.” Tate got up from the chair and walked toward the window. He didn’t look at his son again. “Did you two have fun?” “I don’t know.” “What do you mean by you don’t know?” Still, he was not facing Striker. “I’m not sure, Dad. I mean, I haven’t killed him. So I guess we are civil.” He sighed deeply. “We’re going then.” “Really? Are you sure?” Strike

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STRIKER “What the f—?” I stared at them one by one when the cake arrived. I was surprised that I even forgot my own birthday. I mean, I knew it was my birthday month, but I usually celebrated it with my friends at the bar and a cake with Dad. “I thought you could celebrate it with us today and tomorrow with your Dad,” Moses said. I was even more surprised when my friends came to join us. Sax, Kye, Reed, Reef, Cenric, Beck, and Mykel were around. The only person missing was Rome. He was far. I understood why he couldn’t make it. “Wow. Guys, I don’t know what to say.” I sighed in contentment, and I thought I had gotten teary-eyed. Emory placed the cake on the table and lit the candle, and they started singing for me. “Happy birthday, dear Striker. Happy birthday to you.” They ended with applause. “Make a wish, son,” Dad said. I drew a deep breath and made a wish internally. I wish eternal happiness, love, and good health to those I care about. Then I blew out the candle. “Ha

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LONDON I loved the white gown. It was a minimalist, simple, but elegant off-shoulder wedding gown. Striker hadn’t seen what I would wear. It was a surprise. I faced the mirror, looked at myself, and turned to see if I had made the right choice. “You look beautiful, dear.” I smiled and launched to Tate. “Thank you.” He hugged me, but not tightly so I wouldn’t crumple his suit and my gown. “Don’t ruin your makeup. The ceremony hasn’t started yet.” When we arrived yesterday, I instantly loved the place. It was beautiful this season, and Beck’s wife, Maeve, and his twin sister, Becka, were amazing people. “Sorry. I’m feeling a little bit overwhelmed.” I breathed deeply. “I don’t know if I will be a good wife to your son, Tate. What if—” “No, no, no, London. Don’t go there. You’re perfect for Striker. You’ll be a good wife and, hopefully, a mom to my grandchildren, okay?” “Maybe I can see Striker before we get married? I wanna see him, please?” I begged when I felt too uneasy. He

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STRIKER I almost had a major heart attack. Maybe that was the feeling of dying when you couldn’t breathe, your heart was crushing, and you started seeing blackness. The humiliation didn’t occur to me at that time. All I could think of was, why was she breaking my heart? Why at this moment when we were about to be husband and wife? Right now, I watched her dance with Dad after I had our first dance earlier as husband and wife. I respected her decision of not inviting her father, but I still wished Linus was here as he witnessed how happy her daughter was with me. He was the reason why I had my wife right now, so I still owed him. Looking at London dancing with Dad was beautiful and heartwarming. And I still pinched myself that that woman was my wife. “Are you okay?” Linden joined me. “Yeah. Why?” “Well, considering what happened earlier, I thought you needed to sit down.” I chuckled. “When are you going to get married, Linden? I mean, how many weddings of your friends you’v

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STRIKER I hugged and bid everyone goodbye before getting into our getaway car. My dad came and hugged me tight as he began getting all emotional. “Have fun.” “We’ll be back soon, Dad.” “Don’t rush it. I want you two to enjoy your honeymoon.” “We will.” “You’re gonna be okay, right?” “Of course.” He swallowed hard as if he wanted to tell me something. He should be happy for me, but right now, he looked shattered. “Dad, I’m going for a honeymoon, not to the war.” “I know, Striker.” “But I’m not going until you tell me what’s wrong.” “I’m fine.” He wasn’t convincing. “I swear, and you know me. I’m canceling our honeymoon. I’m not going anywhere until I get the truth from you about what’s going on. And you never keep a secret from me.” “We’ll talk when you get back. Your wife is waiting.” He was about to turn around, but I was not letting it go. Something was bothering him, and I’d never seen him this devastated. “No, Dad. Tell me what’s troubling you.” “You’re gonna hate m

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