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My nipples peak and I rub my thighs together. That’s when I realise I have nothing on.
No clothes.
My eyes shoot open, wrenching me from sleep, and sure enough, I’m lying on the chaise longue under the sun, completely naked.
Cole.
No one other than that pervert would remove my clothes. I hate that the part I’m the most bothered about is that I wasn’t fully awake to witness it.
Groaning, I get up on my elbows to search for my husband.
I smile to myself.
Cole is my husband. It took us ten years since we got together and twenty years since we promised each other our firsts, but we’re finally here.
We’re married.
We’re spending our honeymoon in France, in that small town where we first kissed each other in public. The town where we got our tattoos together.
My fingers snake over my side to touch the butterfly I got that day. Although a bit impulsive, that was one of the best decisions I’ve made in my life.
Aside from marrying the love of my life. The peace of my days and the absolute chaos in others.
But I wouldn’t change anything about him, even if I could.
We’re currently on a yacht, sailing through the Mediterranean Sea. And yes, Cole owns a yacht. I think I underestimated William Nash’s fortune, because apparently, even though he passed away a long time ago, he spent his life building a literal empire of gold.
It’s become even better ever since Cole struck a partnership with both Jonathan King, Aiden’s father, and Ethan Steel, Elsa’s father. He knows exactly which bigwigs to target. With his calculative personality, he was made for the business world.
And my competitive personality is also fit for it. I can’t wait for Cole and me to conquer the world, or as he says, to own it.
We’ll have a problem with Aiden, considering his own competitive streak, but he stands no chance if Cole and I come at him full force.
That arsehole is going down.
I don’t bother searching for clothes as I stand up. We’re alone on the yacht, and although it’s not currently moving, there are no people in sight. We’re literally in the middle of nowhere, where no one knows us and we can be ourselves.
Not that it would cause a problem if we were together in public. After all, we got married.
But, in a way, we yearn for our private time together, to do the freaky stuff only the two of us know. Cole still ties me up and wrenches one explosive orgasm after the other from me. We still go to La Débauche to watch other people have sex while we get each other off.
We still sneak to dark corners for quickies because my husband can’t keep his hands off me — just like I can’t keep my hands off him.
“Cole?” I call, but there’s no reply.
I search downstairs and in the rooms, but there’s no sign of him. I return upstairs, my fingers shaking the slightest bit.
I try telling myself that he’s probably in the captain’s cabin, considering that he’s the one who personally sails the yacht, but my heart won’t stop beating loud and fast.
After everything t
hat happened between us, I don’t like spending time apart from Cole. Not that he ever stays away from me. He’s my shadow most of the time and rarely gives me an opportunity to miss him.
Now, however, there’s no trace of him.
I stand at the railing and peek over. That’s when I see him. In the sea, floating with his head facing down.
My heart hammers when he doesn’t move. No, no…
