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“But if you married me and kept it quiet, it would make us look weak,” I continued, and he looked at me, his expression thoughtful.
“What needs to happen next?” he pressed.
“We need to announce it to the world. A big wedding. A luxurious honeymoon that happens to be documented by several purposefully placed paparazzi.”
“That’s right,” he smiled, cocking his head, his pride radiating from him in waves.
“Owning this, owning us, it shows your strength. It won’t just be a marriage; it will be a statement of power, that you can have whatever you want and make it yours. It’s a power move all of its own.”
Nikolaos’s eyes gleamed with admiration. “Exactly, Little Miss Game of Thrones.”
I smiled, a sense of empowerment filling me.
“Then let us turn heads,” I said confidently.
“That we will,” he confirmed.
CHAPTER 25
One week later
Nikolaos
Maci was going to be my bride.
She belonged to me, and I to her. With her by my side, it suddenly seemed possible to have a sliver of happiness, a chance at a life that wasn’t just about power and control, but also included love.
The thought took me by surprise. If you had asked me if I would feel this way six months ago, I would have told you that you lost your mind.
But here I was, soon to be a married man, and my heart swelled with pride and joy.
Maci wasn’t just going to be my wife; she was going to be my queen. The thought of her, my beautiful, strong, and intelligent woman, standing with me against whatever challenges we might face, gave me a sense of completeness I hadn’t known I was missing, and I would treasure her forever because of it.
I knew she was going to be strong and that she had every capability of leading by my side as a figure just as powerful as me.
I couldn’t wait to go home, put her over my knee, and remind her who was in charge. Then I’d tie her to the bed and make her come with my tongue until she begged for mercy, and then I’d force her to come for me some more.
My cock throbbed to life with need.
She was going to get fucked long and hard after I finished eating out that sweet little pussy.
A loud clatter broke me from my internal reverie, and I finally looked around the warehouse. Someone had dropped a box on their foot, but from the looks of things, they appeared to be alright.
Everything appeared to be functioning as normal.
The buzz of machinery mixed with the muffled conversations of my workers echoed throughout the vast space. My eyes scanned the rows of shelving, each filled with neatly arranged goods, ensuring everything was organized and in working order.
The smooth concrete floor under my polished shoes and the occasional cool draft that swept through the large space brought a sense of calmness to me, and I allowed myself the luxury of letting myself relax.
As I walked, I ran my hand along the fabric of my suit, adjusting the fit unconsciously, a habit borne from years in the business world where appearances were as important as actions.
Suddenly, the sound of sirens pierced the air, drawing closer and closer until they were right outside the warehouse. Then a group of uniformed police officers burst in, their presence both unexpected and overwhelming all at once.
My workers all stopped in their tracks, looking back and forth between themselves and then back to me.
A stern-faced cop approached me, and I lifted my chin expectantly. I’d been raided by the cops before, and I’d survived. I would do it again.
“Mr. Kaligaris, we’ve received reports of illegal merchandise being moved through your warehouse. We are here to search the premises,” he stated firmly.
