Page 83 of Shattered Vows


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Iwas right.

It was a long day.

The morning I woke up with the plan to bring Gabby to meet my father, that was the dreadful thought I had. That it would be a long process with lots of talking to convince him that Sadie was an ally and a new member of the family. Making my case to him wasn’t something to rush through.

Now that the meeting and introduction had happened, I was smug about being right.

It was a long fucking day.

And it was an even longer night.

I hadn’t thought much about food during the lengthy meetings with my father, then my cousins. For her sake, though, I was glad that Allan was on task, bringing us lunch and then working with the kitchen for us to have a large meal.

Dinner seemed like a last-minute affair, but I was happy that it went as well as it had. My cousins wanted to meet Sadie more personally. Raisa and Gabby talked with her some too.

Lev and Misha were the stars, though, seeing how out of her comfort zone she had seemed when we shifted from talking about business to preparing for dinner.

Both of them were getting some extra gifts and rewards from me for being such good boys and friendly helpers.

Seeing Sadie holding Andre, who wassofussy and always stubborn to be the center of attention, filled my heart with joy. Soon, as in very soon, she would be holdingourchild. We didn’t want to know if it was a girl or a boy, but the excitement of our baby coming so soon had me smiling at the most random moments.

Still, after everyone headed to bed or to go home, I guided Sadie back to my room for the night. I anticipated my father wanting her near so he could vet her. We already were counting on talking to him some more tomorrow. This matter of the Obsidian Eye wasn’t something we wanted to sit on for long. I, personally, wanted to address the threat of a new criminal organization because they’d already targeted Sadie. I wanted no specific danger lurking close by when she was going to deliver soon.

My father was a deliberate and careful man, and I knew he wouldn’t be rash in accepting a former FBI agent into the family. I suspected that he was already approving her thus far. If he had any serious doubts, he wouldn’t have let her stay at our intimate family gathering.

“What do you think?” Sadie asked me once I brought her to my room. Allan walked with us along the way, double-checkingwhether there were any other things he could arrange to be ordered for her, taking on the job of a butler more than being my father’s assistant.

Alone with her again, I was tempted to fully celebrate having her back in my life.

“What do I think about what?” I asked, reaching for her and holding her closer. Her stomach swelled too much for us to really hug tightly, but she leaned against me anyway.

“About your father and what he’ll decide about me, or us, or…” She shrugged, letting her worry fade.

“I think my father is a wise man. He’ll take his time to officially claim anything in terms of your being with us, but there is no way it’s not happening.”

She smiled up at me. “Oh?”

I nodded. “You are mine,” I told her.

She surprised me by lowering her hands to the waistband of my pants. “Andyouare mine.”

I stood still, watching the sly smile on her face as she unzipped my pants. Reaching up, she suggested that she was taking the initiative to come on to me and kiss me.

It was all too easy to lean down and meet her in the middle.

Her soft, plump lips brushed over mine hungrily, and I realized that even though she had to be tired yet from her weeks of being held hostage, she was too excited and determined to reacquaint herself with me like this.

“Sadie,” I said softly as she kept working on removing my pants. She freed them and pushed my pants and boxers down. My cocksprang out, hard and ready for her. But she gave up on removing my garments any further. Instead, she reached up to tug at my shirt, as if she were rabid to feel all of me.

“Emil, I need you.”

“I will always need you,” I said as she brought one hand back down to stroke my erection, getting a growl of desire out of me. “But it’s too soon.”

“Too soon?” she exclaimed, incredulous.

I smiled. “Too soon after all you’ve suffered. You need to rest.” I cupped her cheek, kissing her softly and knowing I was a fucking saint to suggest she take it easy. “You need to regain your strength?—”

She pushed me toward the bed so suddenly that I staggered in my step. Clumsy and off-balance with my boxers caught at my thighs, I fell to sit on the edge of the bed.