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‘Oh, Cora, you don’t get to be a brat and not expect a punishment. I’m going to spend the night making you come over and over until you beg me to fill you with my cum. Until your cunt puffs up and is so sensitive you’ll beg me to fill your ass instead. You’ll come so often that it will hurt.’

What had I got myself into?

A lifetime of delicious, painful, torture.

EPILOGUE

EWEN

Wind buffeted at my kilt and sent Cora’s dark hair dancing about her shoulders as the humanist spoke.

Cora’s hands warmed mine as we were knotted together with the two strips of tartan, our shiny new rings clasped against one another. The handfasting brought an ancient, long-standing feel to our vows. How many thousands of others had stood in the wilds of Scotland vowing their lives to another just as we did?

‘I’m delighted to pronounce you husband and wife,’ she said. ‘You may kiss your bride.’

The humanist removed the tartan knot and stepped back as I gathered Cora in my arms and kissed her. Her face beamed when I pulled back, and she gave a delighted squeal.

‘We did it,’ she said, wrapping her arms around my neck and kissing me again.

‘My wife,’ I said against her lips.

‘My husband,’ she said, emphasising the my.

‘Getting possessive, are we?’ Taking her hand, I led her to the little table where the humanist busied our marriage papers. It lay strewn with wildflowers and foliage, as messy and perfect as we were together.

‘More than you know. I may have gotten a little something extra in your wedding ring.’

The gold banded signet ring gleamed on my finger, still feeling alien with its newness. ‘Oh?’

‘Now, I’ll be able to know where you are every moment of every day, too. Just in case you go pissing off any other bad guys.’

‘Now who’s the little psycho?’ I asked with a grin.

‘Takes one to know one.’

After we signed the register and made it official, the humanist left us on the hillside alone, looking out over the mountains of Glencoe and sipping champagne. Gathering her in my lap, I pressed my face into her hair, inhaling deeply and sighing with satisfaction.

‘I think I might be the happiest man alive.’

Cora’s cheeks were rosy from the wind as she turned herself around in my lap. ‘So what now? What do we do for the rest of our lives?’

‘You’ll be lucky if I let you leave my bed.’

She rolled her eyes at me before running her fingers over the buttons of my shirt. ‘What if I want to pursue a career in photography? What if I need to travel and shoot elsewhere?’

‘Then, I’ll carry your bags for you.’

‘You have a whole organisation to run here.’ Her nose scrunched a little in the most adorable way. Placing a kiss on the end made her giggle.

‘We’re disbanding it. We’ve given up our whole lives to running an empire that we never asked for. We have more than enough money to last a lifetime. The business provided me with enough distraction to ignore how miserable I was before I met you. And I gave the club to Molly, with the prerequisite that we both get lifetime memberships.’

Cora’s nostrils flared as she took in my words.

‘Will it be safe? Won’t disbanding put you at more risk?’

‘Maeve and Cam will still be running their side of things. We’ll be close enough that people will know messing with us will bring consequences. If I have no genuine power, there is nothing for anyone to take. Money is secondary in the crime sphere. Control and power are the actual goals.’

‘And here was me thinking you never relinquished power.’ Cora grinned.

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