I frown, and he straightens his shoulders, taking in a deep breath. He pulls my face toward his, and his lips give me a soft kiss. “I’m sorry for everything I did, Charlotte.”
“I don’t care,” I say honestly. None of it matters. Not anymore.
He pulls back, and his eyes search mine as if to ask if I’m okay. How I can possibly dismiss it all. I love him. That’s what matters now. The why and how we got here doesn’t matter to me. It’s our future that does. Our marriage, our children, the life that we’re going to make.
“Charlotte—”
I cut him off by placing my lips on his, and he kisses me back without hesitation. He pushes me onto my back, and I spread mylegs for him to kneel between them. My hands slide to his hair, and he lifts his hips as he adjusts his cock so he can fuck me.
Pulling my lips from his, I arch my neck and suck in a breath at the feel of his hard dick entering me. The growl from his lips vibrates my chest, and his lips go to my neck as I wrap my arms around him, clinging to him. “Please?” I beg, needing more of him.
“I know, doll face.” He places soft kisses on my neck as he begins to fuck me like the whore I want to be for him.
He’s rough. His hands move to wrap around my neck and my arms lay lifeless out to my sides, letting him have his way with me.
His pretty blue eyes are on mine, and I drown in them.
My husband has taught me that there are two different kinds of love in this world. The first is selfless—you would give your life for another person. He was willing to give his up for me so I could live mine. And I respect that, I really do, but if he ever tries to leave me again, I’ll stab him in both of his legs so he can’t walk or run. Because I’m not like Haidyn. I’m the second—selfish. I refuse to live a life where he isn’t by my side every day and lying next to me every night. He’s my husband…my Lord. We’re a team, and I’ll remind anyone who comes after us exactly that.
NINETY
HAIDYN
Isit at my desk while Kashton sits across from me at his and Saint stands in the middle of the room talking to Adam when the door to our office opens. Sin enters like he owns the place.
“Hey, Sinny.” Kashton smiles up at him, and Sin snorts at his nickname. “Have you decided to come home?”
“I’m here on Lords orders,” Sin states, and the air in the room instantly changes from light to heavy.
I stand, and so does Kashton.
“What kind of orders?” Saint questions.
“I was given an assignment last night to deliver a Lord to Carnage,” he answers, his eyes on Saint’s. “I have an hour left.”
“Who?” Kashton demands, knowing this isn’t going to end well.
Sin looks from Saint to Adam, and I stiffen when he speaks. “You.”
“What the fuck, Easton?” Kashton barks, coming out from behind his desk. Adam places his hand out on Kash’s chest, stopping him from taking Sin to the floor.
“This is my fault,” I growl. Adam was in hiding, and I brought him out when the Spade brothers called him to help save me. “I’ll speak to the Lords.”
Sin raises his shirt and removes his holstered gun from his belt. He sets it on Kashton’s desk. “I’m willing to tell them you refused to go, and I put a bullet in your head instead.”
Adam ignores Sin’s proposition to kill him.This isn’t a game.If Sin has an assignment, it has to be completed. Meaning we either take our brother in as a prisoner or we watch Sin kill him right here, right now.
Adam looks at me. “You didn’t make me kill our fathers.”
“No, but I should have…”
“I did what needed to be done in order to protect my sister,” Adam snaps before looking at Sin. “And I’ll do it again.” Then he turns to face Saint. “I’m sorry after all I did, I still failed her. And you.”
Saint swallows nervously, and I hope this isn’t his goodbye for good. He’s told me he’ll die before he turns himself over to the Lords in any way. He left that life behind years ago, and he’ll never go back.
“Wait. Wait.” Kashton raises his hands. “Let’s think about this for a second. We’ve got an hour.”
“That’s not enough time.” Saint growls. “You should have come sooner,” he barks at Sin.
