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When I get home, I toss my dead phone onto the counter, heading to the fridge to grab a beer. As I sit myself down on the couch and kick my legs up, there’s a pounding on the front door.

“Jesus, that was quick,” I mutter as I brace myself to face the process server, or worse, Deacon himself.

When I open the door, I’m greeted by a beautiful redhead with flushed cheeks.

“Are you crazy?” she breathes.

I want to drop to my knees before her. She must’ve raced here to be at my door so soon after I arrived.

“Probably, yeah.”

“They’re going to sue your fucking ass off, Roman.” Both hands cover her mouth, and she shakes her head in disbelief.

I smile. “I’d be disappointed if they didn’t.”

Her eyes fill with tears, and she bites down on a wobblinglip before composing herself enough to say, “Why did you do that?”

“You know why.”

She shakes her head. “I need you to say it.”

I step closer toward her, desperate to touch her but smart enough to know I can’t. Not until she tells me she wants this. Touching her is a privilege, and I’ll wait until I’ve earned it.

“I will do anything to fix my mistake, Clover. You don’t have to forgive me, I’ll understand if you don’t. But regardless of that, I need to set things right. You are a force to be reckoned with, and you deserve the whole world. You deserve way more than an idiot like me, who was too stupid to admit you clocked me on some shit I needed to hear.” I swallow thickly. “I’ll never stop being sorry for what I did, and I’ll never stop trying to make up for it.” Tears pool in my eyes, but I can’t be bothered to hold them back. There’s no point in trying to hide how sorry I am and just how much she means to me. “I’m so sorry, Clo. I won’t rest until I make this right. I won’t film another movie until Starlight restores your role. They can sue me and take every penny I have.”

She wipes a tear from her cheek and sniffles before clearing her throat. “You’re right.”

I look at her in question.

“You are an idiot.” Stepping forward, she grabs my face and pulls it to hers, locking our lips together.

Our tongues tangle, and I pull her as close to me as possible, hands framing her waist. I take in her fruity and floral scent and taste how perfect she is. She nips at my lower lip, letting me know she’s in charge. I’m happy to relent, I’m completely and utterly hers. We break apart after a minute to catch our breath.

“You know that they’re legitimately going to sue you, right?” She scans my face, her eyebrows knit together.

“I’ve got a good lawyer. Nepo baby connections,” I saywith a wink before pulling her in for another kiss. Let them go ahead and sue me. I don’t give a fuck anymore.

Chapter Sixty-Eight

CLOVER

Ilead Roman to the bedroom as if I own the place. He slowly unzips my black leather dress, placing kisses along the column of my spine as the fabric falls away. When I turn to face him, I’m wearing only a tiny black lace thong and matching strapless bra. He makes quick work of the bra, tossing it onto the floor, then he’s on his knees, pushing me back onto the bed. Pulling my thong to the side, he licks my pussy, and I groan.

He growls in approval and steps back to pull off his clothes. When he comes back, he pins me to the bed with his tattooed hand splayed over my stomach while he teases me with his tongue. With one hand I pinch and roll my nipple, and with the other I interlace my fingers with his over my stomach.

Sucking on my clit, he sends me over the edge, wave after wave of pleasure cresting through me. I pull at his hair as I come, and when he’s satisfied that he’s wrung every drop of pleasure from that orgasm, he climbs up onto the bed and rolls onto his back, pulling me on top of him.

Roman lets me control how fast and how deep I take him.Hips moving rhythmically to match me. He smiles up at me as his thumb brushes across that sensitive bundle of nerves, sending sparks exploding across my skin.

With a gasp, the pleasure crests again. Roman buries himself as deeply as possible before finding his own release.

Pulling my head down to his, he kisses me. “I fucking love you, you know that?”

I smile before rubbing my nose against his playfully.

“I know.” I dot kisses along his jaw.

He growls at me not saying it in return, flipping us so that I’m the one on my back. He pulls out slightly before pushing back in, already hardening again.