Total pages in book: 24
Estimated words: 22754 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 114(@200wpm)___ 91(@250wpm)___ 76(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 22754 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 114(@200wpm)___ 91(@250wpm)___ 76(@300wpm)
“Tell me now why I shouldn’t end you,” Franco said.
Evil laughed. “Go ahead, try it, but I can guarantee, once you leave here, your days will be numbered.”
“No one holds that much loyalty,” Franco said. “For the right price, your men will be mine.”
Arnold and his men laughed. “Not happening, old man. Evil’s right. We don’t fight for fucks like you. You and your entire operation would be dead within a week, if not sooner.”
“You see, Franco, I make sure my men are taken care of. They’re not bullet fodder. They’re people to me, and I do what I can to keep them alive.” Just like he was doing this now for Noelle. She deserved to have a life exactly like the one she wanted when she was a kid.
He loved her so damn much.
“What’s it going to be, Franco?” Evil asked. “We can end this now, and sure, you can take me down, take my woman down, but in the end, you will regret it all because I will make sure your life and your legacy are wiped out.” It was now on Franco.
****
Noelle was so stupid. So fucking stupid.
She had told Evil that she loved him, and what he had done? Disappeared into the night.
Again, she was clearly stupid.
Noelle paced his penthouse suite and occasionally put her hand on her stomach, wondering what she should do.
She was pregnant. With his baby. She was also in love with him, and he didn’t love her.
The sound of the apartment door opening drew her attention, and she stepped into the hallway to see Evil coming toward her.
“Hi,” she said, not having a single clue what to say.
“Don’t do that.”
“Don’t do what?”
“Don’t be afraid to talk to me, or to say what you want to say.”
She nodded, but then she still didn’t know what to say to him. The last time she spoke, they’d gone to bed and she woke up alone.
“Where have you been?”
Evil cupped her face, tilting her head back, and stared into her eyes. “First, I want to tell you that I love you, and this feeling is not something I am used to. It’s not something I was prepared to feel, but I do love you, so fucking much that it scares me. I have loved you from the first moment I laid eyes on you, and I knew you were going to be mine. It was just a matter of time. I’m not saying this because you’re pregnant. I wanted you to get pregnant, Noelle. I wanted every single reason for you to belong to me cemented. All I want. All I will ever want is you.”
Noelle was still drawing a blank on what to say. This was what she had always wanted to hear. Her love for Evil was absolute.
“Why did you leave?” she asked.
He laughed. “I’m spilling out my heart here and you want to know why I left?”
She chuckled. “I thought, er, I don’t know what I thought, but I guess I figured you didn’t want to be around me anymore because of the baby.”
“No,” he said. “I’m going to be a good father and I’ll be an awesome husband.”
“Husband?”
“Yes, you will be my wife,” he said. He let go of her long enough to grab something out of his jacket. He held up a ring. “Noelle, you will be my wife.”
“That’s not how proposals work,” she said, laughing. “You’re supposed to ask.”
“And give you the chance to turn me down?” He shook his head. “Not happening. You are mine, Noelle. All mine, and I’m not going to do anything that will take you away from me. That was what I was doing today. I talked with the Franco Mafia to make sure you’re safe. That was what I was doing.” He pressed a kiss to her lips. “It’s what I will always do.”
She reached up and pressed her fingers to his lips. “Stop.” She licked her lips and then held her hand up. “Yes, Evil. Yes, I will be your wife.”
Evil slid the ring onto her finger, and much to her surprise, it was indeed, the perfect fit.
“I’m going to give you everything.”
Noelle smiled as she didn’t want everything. All she wanted was him and to have a family with him. Only him. For always.
Epilogue
Five years later
If Evil’s enemies could see him now, they wouldn’t believe him. Setting up his front lawn because his son had asked him to for Halloween, he would not be taken seriously. He’d also told his men they had to dress as either zombies or something spooky as his son had taken a turn to loving horror.
Noelle didn’t know where he got it from, seeing as she couldn’t stand horror.
Evil wasn’t going to tell his wife that he allowed his son to sometimes stay up with him. Yes, completely irresponsible, but his son loved it. It had resulted in him having to go shopping for Halloween.