Alpha Daddy, My Secret Desire
"I hate this. Seeing you sit there, hiding the marks my hands left on your skin as if they were a disgrace. They are not a disgrace. They are a fact. You are mine."
"And you are mine, but what we have is a secret we must keep. Like a treasure. Or a deadly weapon." I offered a small smile. "Let's just call it our secret weapon."
Finally, a rare, thin smile touched his lips. "Secret weapon," he murmured, as if trying out the words. "Fine. But know this, Someday, we won't need to hide. Someday, the whole world will know that you are mine."
"And that you are mine," I added.