I came into this expecting nothing and yet here I am, with the whole damn world in my arms.
Nothing else matters but her. I don’t care for the organization, for the men and women in my employ or the city down the road. It’s just her.
There are no choices to be had, nothing I wouldn’t give up to make her happy though I know she’d never ask such a thing.
This woman here in my arms, the one gently caressing my skin as I hold her close, is the only thing I need.
She is the air in my lungs, the very thing that keeps my heart beating.
“Thank you,” I whisper, running my nose down the shell of her ear before I press a soft kiss behind it.
“What for?” She murmurs sleepily.
“For letting me love you, Olivia. For giving me the chance.”
A content little sigh works out of her before she turns in my arms and is facing me directly.
Her eyes bounce between mine, so full of honest love and just as much need as me.
“I choose you Malakai,” She whispers, kissing the corner of my mouth, “I love you.”
I bring her closer, holding her tight.
“Always.”
Epilogue
One year later…
Shit. Shit. Shit.
I sprint from the room, shoving the tools into one of the closets in the hall outside the drawing room.
I can hear him calling my name.
He’s back early.
“There you are,” He smiles at me, that dazzling kind of smile that makes me lose my breath a little.
“You’re home early,” I struggle to catch my breath, trying to hide what I’ve just been doing.
The smile drops and his brows lower, “What’s wrong?”
“Nothing,” I huff, “Nothing. I’m fine.”
“What were you just doing?” His eyes flick to where the door to the drawing room – his office, has been left ajar, suspicion working its way in.
“Oh, I was just looking for something.” I lie.
“You’re a bad liar, kitten,” He curls his finger beneath my chin, bringing his lips close to mine. I inhale the scent of him, melting at his touch and despite the hold he has on me, I won’t be telling him anything.
He should know this by now, the last year has been full of moments just like this.
“What did you do to my office, Olivia?” He asks.
I flutter my lashes, “Nothing.”
“Come with me.” He doesn’t give me an option as he leans down and hauls me over his shoulder like a damn sack of potatoes. I guess he has learned something because this way I can’t bolt and hide. His hand squeezes my ass while he walks the short distance to the office, opening and closing the door with a kick.
