Total pages in book: 42
Estimated words: 40311 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 202(@200wpm)___ 161(@250wpm)___ 134(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 40311 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 202(@200wpm)___ 161(@250wpm)___ 134(@300wpm)
“Those fuckers. I told them to hold the delivery because I wanted to propose in person but they’re incompetents who screwed the whole thing up. Sweetheart,” he rasped, turning to me. “The day you disappeared, I went over to your place with the real diamond in my pocket. I was going to propose to you, to get on one knee and do the whole she-bang. But you were already gone.”
I shook my head again, dazed and confused.
“So this was all a mistake?” I whispered, voice trembling and soft. “Really?”
Evan’s face got dark.
“It was more than a mistake. Someone there fucked up big time,” he growled. “Someone there saw the old order and figured that there was a delivery to be made. So they packed up the glass display model and shipped it to you. I had that person fired as soon as I found out, obviously,” he ground out, blue eyes harsh. “They got no notice, no severance, no nothing.”
I bit my lip then, turning to him with eyes filled with love.
Because this was the answer to my heartbroken dreams.
Even back then, the billionaire wanted to propose.
The glass ring was nothing but an error, but there was still one last question, niggling my heart.
“How did you find me?” I asked softly, brows drawn. “No one knows where I am. I made sure of it.”
“No one,” agreed Evan, “except the government. Sweetheart, did you just get put on payroll at this place? Because after two years, suddenly your social popped up in government databases.”
Realization dawned on me then.
“Yes, at first they paid me in cash,” I admitted. “It was just six dollars an hour, below minimum wage. But I accepted the offer because I didn’t have anything else. I was grateful for the job. It was only recently that Doggies R Us put me on their real payroll with benefits and all.”
Evan’s eyes gleamed as his finger trailed my cheek.
“Then that’s how,” he rasped hoarsely. “You were missing for two years. I checked everywhere sweetheart. Hospitals, shelters, even calling your family. But no one knew, it was like you vanished into thin air. And then lo and behold, you popped back onto the grid yesterday. I’ve been waiting for so long, sweetheart,” he added in a ragged voice.
My eyes closed and finally, I melted into the man who’d stolen my heart the moment we met.
“Yes, Evan,” I murmured, our little family bound together in a circle of love. “Yes, we’re together now.”
But Mr. Lincoln pulled back as his eyes burned fiercely.
“Will you, Margaret Lake? Tell me now,” he rasped. “Tell me, because I can’t wait any longer.”
Eyes brimming with tears, I clutched my baby tight while staring into the handsome face of his father.
“Yes Mr. Lincoln. Yes, I’ll marry you.”
And finally, the Cinderella tale came true. Because my prince had found me, pink diamond in hand. It’d been a wild goose chase for two years, the result of mixed signals, a transaction gone wrong, and heartfelt emotion thwarted by ambition, power, and money.
But love always wins … and at last, my fairy tale was here.
EPILOGUE
Evan
Two years later.
I walked into our condo not knowing what to expect.
“Baby?”
Big body tingling with anticipation, the door shut quietly as I dropped my briefcase on the ground. Because even after two years, Maggie sends shivers down my spine, every sense alert. The sweet girl and I tied the knot two years ago, and yet it’s still like the first day we met.
A sweet laugh rang out.
“I’m in here,” she mewled.
The soft feminine voice was low and throaty, and I hustled towards the back. The brunette was waiting in her office. It’s a small room, filled with books and a desk where Maggie studies for her degree in animal biology.
And shit, we were studying biology today. Anatomy to be specific because Maggie had a picnic blanket spread out on the hardwood floor. A platter of sliced fruit sat on a corner of the blanket, along with a bottle of non-alcoholic cider and glasses. But in the middle of the spread was the main course.
My woman.
Totally nude.
Whipped cream covered her nipples and squirted down in a trail to her bare, pink pussy. She looked like a wedding cake, absolutely delectable.
I stopped in my tracks, cock as hard a pike.
“I hope you’re hungry, sir,” she cooed playfully. “I hope you have an appetite.”
Aw shit. Until Maggie, I didn’t even know I had a sweet tooth. Locking the door behind us, I was out of my clothes in a flash, dropping to the blanket on my knees.
“Goddamn, woman. Are you trying to kill me? You know we have two kids to provide for,” was my harsh growl. But my hands had already sprung into motion, feeling up that juicy body. Those giant tits were lush and soft, a hundred percent natural. Her hips and thighs were nice and wide, padded with plenty after our second baby.