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“This is beautiful, Frankie.”

My heart races just looking at her in all her radiance.

As we approach the skyscraper and begin to land, she squeezes my hand. I look down, seeing the wedding ring on her finger. Never in my life did I think I would find love again. Let alone, a love more fierce than anything I’d ever experienced. A part of me will always miss Leila and grieve the life we lost. Yet at the same time, I’m leaving that in my past to enable me to embrace my future.

I’m confident everything in my life has led me to Zara. She is who I have always belonged to. I know my true meaning, to love this woman with everything I have.

Zara was never meant to be broken to fit any mold for the world. She was created to lead, to be a force. She might break for me, but that was only ever for one reason. To show her the true potential she has. To set her free.

The door opens and I help her out of the helicopter onto the roof. The wind blows her hair in her face as she laughs. And fuck, I love that smile of hers.

I unlock the door with my keycard and take her down the flight of steps to our penthouse. As she steps in, I hold her hand tighter to stop her.

“I want you naked and down on your knees facing the window.”

“Yes, sir.”

I head past the living room and into our bedroom, which has everything set up that I need for tonight. But first, I’m taking us back to where this all began. Unzipping my bag, I pull out that damn ghost face mask, her handcuffs and the new addition to the collection- one of the rarest pink diamonds in the world that I’ve had put on a butt plug as a wedding present.

My wife is about to have a multi-million-dollar diamond in her ass tonight, and it will be worth every single cent.

Stripping out of my suit and boxers, I put on the mask with the handcuffs and plug in my hand. I stop by the entrance to the main living room, surrounded by black roses, to find my wife on her knees facing away from me.

Beyond her is the twinkling New York skyline.

Our city.

She keeps her head bowed as I stalk forward. I know she’s itching to move; I can sense it as her fingers tap her bare thigh.

Raising her chin, I rub my thumb across her full lips. That perfect, deep red blush spreads across her chest as her eyes work their way up my bare body.

Her mouth parts in surprise as she reaches the mask.

“Remember this?”

She nods, the rise and fall of her breathing picking up.

“I still think about that night, you know. The first time I tasted your sweetness. I knew then that you would be it for me.” I lean down, taking one of her nipple piercings between my fingers.

“Let’s see if you’ve been a good girl for me. Spread your legs,” I command.

She shuffles them apart, allowing me access to her.

“Hmm, just as drenched as you were that night,” I grunt.

She pants as I stroke her pussy before sliding two fingers in.

“Your body is begging for me, wife.”

That unmistakable sound of her desire fills the room, only making it harder for me to concentrate on anything other than the blood rushing to my dick. Taking the diamond plug in my hand, I slide it inside her, letting her coat the metal in her succulent juices.

“Oh, fuck.” Her head tips back, arching her neck in a delectable invitation.

If I wasn’t wearing this damn mask, I would have bitten her there, marking her for the world to see.

“On all fours.” I pull it out of her and she drops onto her hands, her eyes fixating on the gem in my hands.

“Shut up. Is that real?” She frowns as it sparkles against the lights.

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