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Total pages in book: 129
Estimated words: 122216 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 611(@200wpm)___ 489(@250wpm)___ 407(@300wpm)
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“You’re mine, Clover.”

Her eyes open, and she spreads her legs for me. “What do you—”

“Say it, Clover. Tell me you’re mine. You can’t walk into my life and think for a second I’d ever let you walk back out.” I kiss her, putting my heart into every touch of my lips to hers. “I’m not good at words. Never have been. But I need you to know that you’ve changed everything. Before you showed up on the road that day, I was just biding my time. Before, I was a bad man. I did bad things for a shadow organization.”

She blinks. “A what?”

“A brotherhood of assassins.”

She gasps at the last word. “You weren’t a stripper?”

I nuzzle my nose against hers. “No, pretty eyes. I did things for money, but it wasn’t taking off my clothes. It was violence.” I hesitate to say the next word, but she needs to know who I was so she can understand who I am. “Murder.”

Her brow furrows. “You killed for money?”

I nod and press my forehead to hers. “Yes.”

She takes a deep breath. “That’s kind of intense.”

I bury my face in the crook of her neck and breathe her in. “That part of my life is done. This part of my life—it’s all about you now.” I kiss her throat, desperate for another taste of her. “I knew it the moment I saw you. You’re mine.”

“So you’re never going to let me go?” she asks.

I lift my head and meet her gaze again. “Never.”

“Charles,” she breathes and lifts her hips.

I take the invitation and sink inside her. “So fucking hot and wet.” I thrust smoothly. “You’ve brought me to my knees. Does that turn you on?”

“Yes,” she moans as I bend my head down and take one of her nipples in my mouth. I suck and lave the hard tip as I keep thrusting inside her, taking her fully, giving her all of me now that she knows everything that matters.

“I’m a bad man, pretty eyes.” I meet her gaze again, her eyes heavy lidded as she arches into my strokes. “But I think that turns you on, too.”

She sinks her nails into my shoulders as I bite down on her bottom lip. Her orgasm hits hard, gripping my cock tight as she moans my name. So fucking hot. I push deep inside her and release, coating her in me as I take what’s mine. And then I do it again. And then again before the sun has even cleared the trees.

“Forever,” I whisper as she slumbers on me once again. My eyes drift to the window, and I see Leonard romping around the woodpile, making a mess and enjoying the snow. Fucker.

I fall asleep content with my love in my arms and my heart in her hands.

11

CLOVER

I pace back and forth at the end of the bed. Charles watches me as I do it. He’s leaning up against the headboard with his hands behind his head. The sheet only covers him to the waist, so I can see every ripped inch of him. His scars are on full display, but they only add to his appeal. I’ve met so many singers and actors in my life.

There were some stunt doubles and action heroes mixed in there, too. I’m pretty sure Charles is the real deal based on what he’s told me. I mean, no one would confess to murdering people for money if it weren’t true, right?

His eyes remain trained on me. I’m guessing because I’m naked with only my glasses on. The way his eyes trace over me, you'd think I was a supermodel. I should probably put some clothes on, but once my mind starts going, I can’t stop it. His words keep replaying in my mind again and again. I reach down and snag his shirt off the ground, I slip it on before I get back to my pacing. He continues watching me, so I know it’s not the naked thing. The man really can’t keep his hands or eyes off me.

Aurora is usually the one that gets all the male attention. I’ve never felt jealous of that fact. I love that girl as if she were my sister. But I have to admit it does feel good to be the one that a man can’t keep his eyes off of. To have someone that desires me. A man that vows to keep me and never let me leave.

“You freaking out on me about the whole—”

“The killing people thing?” I interrupt him. “You've been inside me twice since you made that confession. I think it’s safe to say I don’t care.” I don’t. I think that’s what might be bothering me the most. Shouldn’t I care that he’s murdered people? I’m not even sure what not caring says about me, but I think if Charles killed anyone it was for a good reason. They must have needed killing. He’d saved us, and all he’s given me is pleasure. No one’s dead. At least, I think no one’s dead.


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