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I shake my head as the tears break the dam. “I can’t let you die at his hands.” I shake my head nervously. “I can’t lose you, too.”“Shh,” he whispers as he pushes the hair back from my face. “Let’s get in the shower.”He leads me to the bathroom and slowly undresses both of us before we get under the cool water. He holds me in his arms with my head on his chest as the tears roll down my face.He knows.He knows this is the beginning of the end.I wake in the semi-lit room, knowing it’s early evening. After our hour-long shower today, we laid down and I must have fallen asleep. The adrenaline has hit me like a truck. Stace is lying on his side facing me, his hand on my naked hip.“Hey.” I smile bashfully. Why does he always watch me sleep?He leans forward and gently kisses my lips. “Hey.” He kisses me again. “You were zapped.”I smile softly and bring my hand up to his face. “Did you sleep?”He shakes his head. “No.”I watch him, knowing he has something on his mind. “What is it?” I

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“Smart ass,” he breathes against my lips with a smile. He picks me up and throws me onto the bed. I bounce as a thrill of excitement runs through me. He’s in that mood—the crazy, fuck-all-night mood he gets in.“Where have you been?” I ask.He rips his shirt over his shoulders. “In the bar trying to make myself leave.”I smile and bite my bottom lip as I watch his pants slide down his legs. He’s semi-hard and my eyes linger on his groin.Oh, he’s just so…He walks around to the side of the bed as he watches me from above. “Legs open,” he snaps.I lie on my back and spread my legs, and he smiles darkly as his eyes linger on my sex.“There she is,” he whispers in wonder. He spreads me wide with his fingers so he can see everything, and I close my eyes. No matter how often he looks at me like this, it always seems too intimate, too close for what we are supposed to be.He bends and licks my flesh and I see his cock harden instantly. His eyes meet mine as he bites my clitoris, forcing me

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His words come back to me about me being his.“When did I become yours?” I whisper into the darkness.He kisses me gently over my shoulder, his lips tenderly claiming mine. This is the most intimate sex I have ever had. I feel so… cherished.Sexual perfection.He slides out and lays me down on my back, rips his condom off, and crawls over me again. My legs wrap around his waist and my arms around his broad shoulders. His hair falls messily over his forehead as he looks down at me. “When you came back for me on the ship,” he murmurs.I smile and he kisses me softly.“When did you become mine?” I whisper up at him.He kisses me again, his tongue slowly moving against mine. The feeling behind it nearly brings me to tears. “When I couldn’t leave you tonight.”Our eyes are locked and, unable to help myself, I say the words I know I shouldn’t.“You know I’m in love with you, right?” I whisper.He smiles sexily. “I kind of hoped you were.” His lips take mine as he slides his slick body back

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A trace of a smirk crosses his face and he shakes his head. “Just when I think you can’t possibly shock me any more than you already have.”A smirk crosses my face, matching his.“Then you go and get all sexier and even more shocking on me.” He rushes to me and I squeal in laughter. He throws me over his shoulder and slaps my behind hard.“Put me down,” I yell. “Put me down.”He turns the shower to freezing cold and I kick to try and get away.“You…” He slides me down his thick body. “Have been a very bad girl and you need to be punished.”The water is freezing and I laugh out loud as he pins me up against the wall with his body.“Who’s going to punish me?” I breathe as I smile up at him.“I am.”“Can I have the bacon and eggs, please?” I ask the waitress.“I will have the same thanks,” Stace adds.“Oh, and two coffees, please.” I smile.“Is that all?” she asks as she scribbles on her notepad.“Yes, thanks.”We are sitting in a café having breakfast. I had to come out alone this morni

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“What kind of car would you like?”“Um.” I glance at Stace. “I need something with really, really dark, tinted windows.” I pause for a moment. “Like black windows. Oh and air conditioning.”She raises her brow. “Sneaking around are we?”My eyes widen and I glance back at Stace. Oh shit, what can I say? “Yes, on my husband… with my lover.” I tilt my chin towards Stace and her eyes rise to him again. He sits with his legs spread and his muscles on show, the epitome of an alpha.She smirks and widens her eyes. “Boy, I don’t blame you,” she whispers.I smile. “I know,” I whisper back.She types into her computer. “Have fun while you can, I say.”“I am.” I smirk. If only she knew how much.She reads her computer screen. “Okay, so we have a UV, a sedan…”“Hmm.” I pause for a moment. “Anything else?”She hits a few more buttons and raises her eyebrows. “We have a black Ferrari.”I smirk. “A Ferrari?”She looks up at me and raises her eyebrow. “If you’re going down, you probably should do it

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I have told some porkies in my life.He finally gets the sock undone and fiddles around before he takes them out of the sock and lays them out in the bottom of the locker.“Holy fuck,” he whispers in amazement.I smile proudly. “I did good?” I know I did, but I just want to hear him say it out loud.He kisses me quickly on the lips. “You did great, babe.”He points to the five smallest and I nod as he picks them up. I put my purse into the locker and he loads them into the change compartment.I smile broadly and his hand drops to my hipbone before he kisses me again, his lips lingering over mine. “We should celebrate tonight.”“What do you want to do?” I smile.He shrugs. “Find a bar where they play that hippy song you love so much.”I smile goofily at him as hope blooms in my chest. Another date. This is the first time that I can remember being truly happy. He knows my story, my fucked up story, and yet he likes me anyway. Nobody has ever known my truth about my life on the run and t

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“You didn’t tell me you loved me today,” he says softly.I smirk. What? “I didn’t know I had to.”“You do.”I raise my eyebrows. “At least I said it once.”He kisses me playfully. “It’s not in my vocabulary.”My mouth drops open and I laugh out loud. “You are completely shit at this.”“Am not.” He ravages my neck with his mouth and I squeal in laughter.“Stop it.” I laugh as I struggle to get away from him.“Say it,” he demands.“No.” I laugh as I try to buck him off me.“Say it.”“Take me dancing.” I laugh as he bites my neck hard.“I’m taking you to bed.” He growls into my skin.“You’re taking me for granted.” I squeal as I try to get him off me.His mouth drops open and he pulls back to look at my face. “Is that what you think?”“Well, I do seem to spend a lot of time underneath you.” I smirk.He grabs me roughly on the behind and drags me underneath him. “I don’t hear you complaining, and for the record, I’m often underneath you, too.”“I’m not complaining. I’m saying I want to go

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She rolls onto her back and thinks for a moment and I put my open hand onto her stomach as I wait for her answer. “I suppose I would just want all the normal things any girl wants.”“Like what?”She shrugs. “A husband who loved me, white picket fence in the country, two kids.” She smiles wistfully. “A dog.” Her voice trails off. “I always wanted a dog.”I watch her. “You never had a dog?”She shakes her head softly as if ashamed. “No.”Sadness fills me. A simple thing like having a dog is her dream. We lay in silence for a moment and I stare up at the ceiling and pull her body across mine. I kiss her forehead. “Sounds nice,” I murmur. “Where would this white picket fence house be?”“I don’t know, somewhere with rolling green acres,” she murmurs, as if far away.I flicker my eyes over to her. “Could we build my mom a house on our land?” I smirk.She pulls back to look at my face and smiles broadly. “Depends.”“On what?”“On whether she likes dogs.”I laugh out loud and she leans up on

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“Did you see where Mr. Williams’ wife went?”He frowns as he thinks for a moment. “Yes, she caught a cab.”“Was she alone?” I frown as a million thoughts run through my mind.“Yes, I believe so, sir.”“Do you know where she went?”“She asked the driver to take her to The Snake Pit,” the doorman replies.My face drops. “Are you sure?” I frown.He nods. “Yes.” He hesitates for a moment. “I thought it was odd.”What is she doing now? Why does she go crazy and ruin my plans every fucking time? I hurry out the front and jump into the backseat of the cab.“Where to?” the driver asks.“The Snake Pit.” I glare out the window as the cab drives me through the night. I cannot believe her. I cannot fucking believe her. I shake my head in annoyance. Every time she gets a pea brain idea in her head, she runs off on a tangent and ruins everything. My mind goes to Vikinos and her damn stupid shooting spree that nearly got us killed—still could get us killed, if we are being honest. I had that all wor

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“Where are you from?” the waitress asks, interrupting my thoughts.“All over,” I reply, then I think for a moment. Maybe she will know something. “Tell me, if I had some jewellery to sell, where would I sell it?”“What kind of jewellery?” she asks.“I have an inheritance to sell. Gold, diamonds, a few rubies and sapphires.”Her eyes dance with delight. “An inheritance?”I nod and I know she knows that there is no inheritance.“Most people sell things to Big Al.”“Big Al?” I ask. “Where is he?”“Teusaquillo.”I nod, knowing that’s not far from here. “Do you have a number for him?”She smirks as her eyes hold mine. “Don’t you want my number?”I lick my lips; it would be so easy… stop it. “Not really,” I reply. “I’m here on work.”She raises her brow in disappointment.“Can I have the number?” I ask.“Sure,” she replies, dejected. Camilla disappears into the kitchen and my eyes flicker over to Rosh.What?She is sitting on one of the men’s laps, laughing out loud. I start to see red.Unc

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