Total pages in book: 97
Estimated words: 92133 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 461(@200wpm)___ 369(@250wpm)___ 307(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 92133 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 461(@200wpm)___ 369(@250wpm)___ 307(@300wpm)
Who was this man, this husband of mine? I had no idea, but with kisses like that, I knew I would happily follow him into hell.
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Andrei
Cinnamon buns, purchased at a fucking vegan deli, no less. Strong coffee with plant milk, at the same place, and before me lay Adelaide’s cell phone, laptop, and the credit card I’d acquired with my name.
All I waited for was Adelaide to make an appearance.
I’d already told Leo that he wasn’t needed today. Terrance was on guard duty, where he needed to be. There would always be guards nearby waiting to protect.
I sat enjoying my coffee, and sure enough, I didn’t have to wait long before Adelaide stumbled out of our bedroom, still dressed in shorts and a tank top. Her long brown hair was a mess. She looked like she’d been fucked long and hard into the night. All I’d done was kiss her and send her to bed. By the time I joined her, she’d been fast asleep.
Keeping Adelaide in the dark wasn’t bright. I knew that. Last night, the anniversary of my father’s death, I always went to dark places. There was no controlling it. That day was the best of my life—where I could finally release the chains he had on me and become my own man.
I was a man who prided myself that I feared nothing, and yet, when it came to my father, my biggest fear of all was that I’d turn out to be exactly like him. It’s why I wasn’t in a rush to father children. Like always, I’d make sure to do my duty for Ivan, but that didn’t mean I was in a rush.
I had two years. Two years of having Adelaide all to myself. I was a selfish man, and if that was all I had, I would enjoy every single moment.
“You’re still here?” she asked.
“Sit,” I said. “A vegan cinnamon bun and a coffee.”
“You’re amazing.” She pulled out her chair, took a chunk of the bun, and shoved it in her mouth. She chewed for a few seconds before she moaned. The sound was deep and went straight to my cock. Next she had a sip of her coffee.
“I’ve gone to Heaven.”
Good for her, because I was in Hell.
She licked her lips, lifted the cinnamon bun to her mouth, and then her gaze was back on me. “Is everything okay?”
“As you can see, I’ve got your cell phone, your laptop, and your credit card in front of me.”
“You had these with you the whole time?” Adelaide asked.
“Today you’ve earned the chance to leave this penthouse. I will take you wherever you want to go.”
“Wait? You’re coming with me?” she asked.
I nod.
“How can that be freedom?”
“It’s nonnegotiable.” It was either me or one of my men and I didn’t appreciate anyone else being near my wife.
She put the bun down. “You knew this even before the kiss. You changed the rules.”
“I was the one who kissed you last night. I’m being nice to you. The least you can do is not be a brat.”
“Oh, my … you think I’m being a brat.”
“You will not be leaving this penthouse alone. I’ll be by your side.”
“Ugh, you know what? Fine.” She slammed her coffee down on the table and marched away, only she didn’t go far. I watched her ass that was far too covered in the shorts she wore. She stopped and turned back toward me, and this time her hands went to my face. I grabbed her wrists, but she slammed her lips down on mine, and I held her there, enjoying the soft feel of her mouth on mine.
To test how far she was willing to go, I stick my tongue out and trace across her lip, waiting for her to either tell me to leave her alone, or jerk back. She did neither, and kissed me a little harder. Running my thumb across the pulse at her inner palm, I waited to see what she was going to do, but it wasn’t long before she jerked back. “I earned that!” She went for the cell phone, but I picked it up before she could. “What are you doing?”
“You’ll get this when I find out why you want it so bad.”
“Seriously?”
“Yes.”
“It’s my cell phone. I had a whole life before I was married to you. I had friends,” she said.
“Get rid of them.”
“No!”
I pocketed her cell phone. “I suggest you go and get dressed before my good mood disappears.”
“You’re an asshole.”
I smiled to which she glared. Her hand turned into a fist, and I expected her to hit me, but instead she rounded on her heel and marched away. Her ass was a temptation. I couldn’t wait to get my hands on it, to explore her beautiful body. I’d have Adelaide come apart within seconds if she gave me the chance.