บททั้งหมดของ Unaccidental Mafia Bride : บทที่ 21 - บทที่ 30

“Don’t go back to the US,” Joan said as they climbed out of the boat.“Matteo really wants you dead. Stay with me till Sam finds him wherever he is currently holed up.”Egan shook his head. “Thank you, Joan.” I will find my way.”“Egan.” She called, worry evident in her voice.He smiled at her, and squeezed her arm. “Give me your car keys. I will have someone return it.” He said as they walked on the beach they had arrived at.“You are squeezing my arm like I am your buddy.” She squinted at him.“Are you not?” He teased, smiling.“I have always wanted to be more, and you know it.”“You heard I got married.”“I don’t care.”“You don’t mind being a mistress?” He raised an eyebrow in surprise at her. He thought women hated that. Especially wealthy women like her. She was a top actress. Why would she want to settle for being his mistress?”“I do. But I will have you anyway I can.” She said, holding on to his hand.He looked ahead, and said nothing. She instructed her driver to take him

PRIMROSEHe was shaking his head. She was saying something that was important to her, expressing, and he was shaking his head.She felt anger at herself. What the hell was wrong with her? Why was she telling him this? She should be making new plans to run away. If the first one had almost worked, another just might work.“You don’t know what you are asking for.” He smiled at her.She stepped back. Not only was it very strange to see this man smile, he only ever smiled at children, to be more specific, Jet and Lin, but the light in his eyes scared her. The light was not quite like the one from the other day, but it was close.“You asked, though.” he continued, “You’ll get it.”He took her hand. This time he was not squeezing her wrist, but actually holding her hand. He was walking at a considerate pace too. Not long strides where she had to run after him a few minutes ago.It was all like some conjurer's trick. This sudden change.Almost like she had said some magic words and the

Primrose spent the next couple of hours stewing in anxiety. Egan had taken her by surprise many times already, and she did not know when next he would turn the damn thing on.She looked up at the open floor above where he was sitting, having lunch and talking with several men while he had a waiter fill her table with a literal buffet.Anytime she smiled at the handsome waiter, or looked too long at a man going in or out of the restaurant, she felt a buzz in her thong.The man was a jerk. Grade A jerk, He was thoroughly enjoying himself. Those poor men had no idea that his amusement was from something completely outside the meeting they were having. She hoped he choked on that glass of water No, disregard her prayers, mother Mary. She did not hate him that much.“Are you enjoying your meal, ma’am? Is there something else you would like?”To come, good sir. To bloody orgasm.“No, thank you.” She said to the waiter, and nervously glanced up at Egan. He had all his attention pinned on on

PRIMROSEPrim could hear the clash of water waves just outside and below.She was so deep in her sleep she was unsure whether it was all a dream or real. But she had not been to the beach in a long time. She definitely could not afford a beach day.Then she remembered. The memory all came to her at once. She was married to a hot billionaire she did not exactly like. No, a billionaire she wanted to kill. He had tortured her so much yesterday, she could still feel the after-tingles of that damned egg even now.“Mhmm.” She reached out with her eyes still closed and grabbed the sheets. How long would this damn thing torture her for?She frowned in her sleep. This felt quite different. The patterns and motions.“Uhhh.” She moaned, her eyes flying open as she felt a tongue slide at the edges of her. That was definitely tongue.She looked down to see a shock of thick golden curls between her legs. Gold? She was a redhead.And she never kept hair there.“Egan.” She started to say, when he

EGANHe walked on the warm sand of the beach, because Primrose wanted to feel the wind in her face. She had said it exactly like that.He looked down at her as she walked with her feet partly in the water, and he knew she had traveled far in her head the way she always did. He would give half his wealth to know what she was thinking.Maybe science will create something like that in the future. He would gladly fund such a project. He would get to see all of her. He did not like that there were parts of her locked away from him. He wanted all of her, every single inch.She suddenly turned those gorgeous emerald eyes to him and his heart stopped. He let go of her hand and grabbed her face in his hands.He tasted her lips, exploring every inch of her mouth, desperate to wipe off every trace of that stupid Julian. He wanted him to be all she thought about. He wanted all her past sexual experiences to blur and evaporate from her memory. When he let her go, her face was red and she wa