Total pages in book: 74
Estimated words: 69488 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 347(@200wpm)___ 278(@250wpm)___ 232(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 69488 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 347(@200wpm)___ 278(@250wpm)___ 232(@300wpm)
“Feeling better?” Addie asked, not asleep as I had thought.
“Much,” I said bitterly.
“It shows.”
“I’m glad,” I snarled as I moved away from her.
“Daimon, this is us. Dysfunctional, it's our normal, but can't you just let me in for once. Not as your wife, not as your lover, but as your friend.” Her tone was laced with irritation.
“Addie, you have no place in my business world. So just stay out of it,” I snapped as I headed to the bathroom.
“Well, well, well, who knew the great Daimon could fall apart because of some weak bastard,” she said dryly. I stopped and turned toward her. I walked over to the bed menacingly.
“Don't talk about things you don't know,” I hissed as I leaned over the bed, my face inches from hers. With the dim lights of the night outside, I could still see Addie's stunning hazel eyes looking straight through me. Fuck me, I had no place to hide when she stared at me like that.
“Say it! Spill it out already,” she shouted. I grabbed at her arms, clinging to her. I knew she was hurting, but she didn't lead on.
“The last two years had been filled with this problematic asshole!” I relented. “Instead of me being with you, this piece of shit has followed me like a nasty sick shadow. I hate that his constant meddling has taken away my time with you. I fucking hate him.” I spilled my guts out to my Addie. I sounded like a spoiled brat. But seeing how her face changed this afternoon made me realize I had very little power to make her happy; that my world would always interfere.
“Daimon, you're stressed out. It's going to be fine. Like you said, you're going to win. This isn't a big deal,” she said reassuringly. I tightened my grip, upset at how easily she spoke.
“Daimon you’re hurting me.” I eased up on my hold, realizing I was the asshole. I was exhausted, both emotionally and physically.
“I'm sorry,” I murmured softly as I let me forehead rest on hers. Addie reached up her arms and pulled me in, holding me close.
“It's going to be fine. Knowing you, I know it's going to be fine,” she said as she held me.
“It's not that,” I muttered and I huddled into her embrace.
“Then what is it?”
“I just want to be with you. I can't explain it any other way. Just you,” I said grimly, upset at everything.
“You are with me.” She played with my hair.
“I fucking hate this. I just want to be back home with just you and me. No one interfering. No one suing. No fucked-up business deals. Everything takes up time, time I would rather be spending with you,” I quietly admitted.
“You missed me that much?” I can almost hear her smiling. Burrowing my face into her chest, I wrapped my arms around her.
“My Addie,” I breathed.
“I love you,” she said quietly, yet it echoed through the room. She said the three words that melted away the last of my anger.
“My Addie.”
I feasted on Addie, I ate away at her, enjoying her quiet moans and gasping whimpers. I fucked her hard. I fucked her softly. I did what I wanted because Addie gave me the power to love her my way. She let me be the man I wanted to be for her. Addie held my heart and soul, and I no longer had a problem admitting it. She was my everything and the more I was with her, the more I knew I needed her, wanted her, and desired her. Addie was able to soothe the parts of me that ached, parts I ignored for years. With her, I was better.
“I won't have time for you the way you deserve. You deserve to be happy,” I said to her as I held her in my arms after.
“Daimon, I did the time apart and it sucked. I'd rather be with you. I don't care how.” She lifted her head and looked at me with a soft smile.
“But—” She stopped me, placing her fingers on my lips.
“I didn’t realize you became such a softy,” she mocked as she traced my lips with her fingertips.
“Quiet, woman,” I said gruffly as I watched her marvelous eyes wander to my mouth.
“Say it,” she murmured.
“Say what?” I asked, knowing what she wanted to hear, but like the asshole I was, I wanted her to tell me.
“Forget it,” she huffed as she tried to move, but I held her close, grinning at her as she looked upset at me.
“I love you, Addie.” I watched her face slowly change. “I love you,” I repeated. She smiled timidly as she lay her head on my chest.
“Say it again.” I heard her muffled voice say. I told her a few more times until she fell sound asleep. She was sexiest after we had sex.