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This is what I was waiting for. She is what I have been longing for and my patience has been rewarded with the most magnificent woman I have ever met.

As she slumps against me, my cock pushes in deeper, dancing in her orgasm and celebrating our union. I pull out and spin her around, crashing my lips on hers, biting, licking, sucking her face, until I’m sure I have tasted every inch of it.

Once again, I sweep her off her feet and storm from the room, lowering her to the bed with a feral groan. As she lies under me, I straddle her and gripping her neck, I hiss, “I am still so angry with you.”

“I couldn’t give a fuck if this is how you deal with it.” She groans as I push in hard, loving the sensation of her walls clenching my cock. She moans as I push harder, deeper and with intensifying power because I’m not kidding. This is angry sex because she went against my wishes.

I punish her soft flesh and scrape her drenched walls as I tear through her body with the determination to prove she is mine. Her legs wrap around me, and she claws at my back as I tear through her body like a wild animal. Then I still and the roar that comes somewhere from deep inside my soul makes everything right with my world as I spill my passion deep inside her, filling her with my hot cum.

I push in deeper, dancing in the delight of desire and then she cries out as her body tenses and rains soft sweet pleasure all over my still throbbing cock.

CHAPTER 62

MELISSA

When I walked to Madeira Island with Mikhail, I never realized it would lead to heaven. So many emotions surrounded me today, but none are as powerful as the one I’m drowning in now.

Adonis came for me.

He was hiding under the bed, protecting me and saving me from my own foolish decisions. I wasn’t even shocked when he beat Hosea half to death. I delighted in it, which shows me how fucked my mind is.

When Apollo finished the job, I wanted to cheer, and when we arrived at this mafia mansion, I immediately felt at home.

I belong with these people.

This is living in my eyes, and when Adonis prowled into the bathroom, he could have asked me to do anything, and I wouldn’t complain. He is my man. My very own damaged god. The man my soul has been weeping for as it passed over every eligible bachelor in town.

Adonis is my soulmate. He is right. I belong to him. I don’t even care that he came inside me with no protection. I have the whole of him now and he has the whole of me.

He wraps me in his protective arms and strokes my face gently, his demonic eyes sparkling with emotion that carries my breath away.

“You do know I will never let you go,” He whispers against my hungry lips, and I sigh with contentment.

“I thought you left me. Hated me even.” I whisper, remembering how desolate I was when he left me in Greece.

A storm rages in his eyes as he hisses, “I couldn’t change your mind, so I left to preserve my sanity. To put in place the protection you needed because you are too damn stubborn to take good advice.”

“I wanted to help.”

“You know nothing about this life, baby girl. You believe it’s a great adventure. Something to talk about at the dinner parties you enjoy.”

He sighs and shakes his head. “My world is brutal, violent, and there are no guarantees of a long life. It may end at any moment and men like Hosea Madeira don’t give a fuck about your billions and your connections, only what’s between your legs. They take and then destroy, leaving you broken and ruined forever. I never wanted that for you, little one. This life is not for you.”

His words scratch deep into my soul and tear a huge hole inside, and my voice shakes as I whisper, “You’re sending me home, aren’t you?”

He peers into my eyes and the storm I see in them makes me catch my breath and his ragged voice catches on my heart as he snarls, “I am never letting you go, Melissa. You are mine now and we will marry as soon as this shit is done.”

“Is that a proposal?”

I blink in astonishment and his eyes glitter as he growls, “No, it’s a promise. You don’t have a choice.”

It’s as if a breath of heaven’s air inflates my lungs and cleanses my soul as I face my future. Euphoria mixes with love and I reach up and stroke his face and whisper, “Just once I will agree to your demands, Adonis.”

His wicked grin makes me giggle and as his lips fasten on mine, I taste my sweet future – safe with him.

CHAPTER 63

APOLLO

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