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His eyes soften as he looks down at me. “Katrina, I will be fine. Nothing will ever keep me from being Charlotte’s father. It is as simple as that.” He leans in, giving me a sweet kiss, closing the conversation.
Chapter 42: Demetri
“Hello,wife.”Iwalkinto her art gallery. She looks up and gives me that smile of hers. I’ll never get tired of seeing her face light up when she sees me. Coming around the counter, she gives me a kiss. “It’s looking good in here.”
“Two days until the grand opening.”
“I’m so proud of you.” She has taken this new gallery and has created something magical. Every painting here is legit, and I refuse to take that away from her. But our diamonds are now being shipped inside blank canvasses and fake art, emptied out before it makes it to her property. I have to give it to her brother; the idea was genius. I keep my arms around her when she tries to step back. “We still need to christen your painting room here.”
Her cheeks turn pink.
“Keep the sweet nothings for at home,” Luca interrupts.
“What is he doing here?” I growl in her ear loud enough for him to hear, but not because I’m angry. I just like to mess with him, as he does with me.
I still can’t believe everything we have been through. I’ve come to respect and value everything about Katrina. She has the guts to stand up to me. She loves fiercely. I’m honored that I get to experience it. She’s not afraid of anything, it seems, yet she’s delicate.
“I brought her lunch. Something I bet you didn’t even think of.”
He has me there. I thought of her and followed my instinct to see her. “I was going to ask her to go to lunchwithme,” I lie, not wanting her brother to win.
Katrina laughs. “Okay, boys. Settle down. You both need to leave. I have a lot of work, and none of it’s getting done with you here.”
I stay by Katrina’s side, refusing to move unless Luca does. I swear we revert to being fifteen years old when we’re around each other. But it still warms my heart that her relationship with her family is better than it ever was.
When he makes his exit, I ask her, “You don’t actually mean you wantmeto go, right?” My hand caresses her back.
She walks to the door, swaying her hips, and turns the Open sign to Closed, then locks the door.
“Don’t go getting any dirty ideas.” She points toward me.
Too late.
“I have a gift for you.”
My cock in your mouth?
“It’s not that type of gift.” She glares playfully.
I chuckle. She knows me too well.
She takes my hand, leading us to her painting room in the back. My cock is swelling at the thought. I know she said this isn’t that type of gift, but why would she lead me back here?
She opens the door, and the smell of paint surrounds us. “Close your eyes.”
I do as she says. I’ll let her have control now, but as soon as she touches me, I’m going to flip it on her and take what I want. The light goes on.I like it when I can see her when we have sex. My body strums with the need to touch her. I can never get enough. I hear her shuffle around the room and wonder,what sort of props is she setting up for us?I like how she thinks. I’ll act shocked when she goes for my buckle. Then, I’ll remind her this wasn’t the reason we’re back here… right before I pound into her.
“Keep your eyes closed,” she reminds me when she takes my hand and guides me to a different spot in the room.
“Your wish is my command,” I murmur with a smirk.
“Open!”
I blink a few times before seeing a huge painted portrait of our family.
It’s fucking perfect.
I walk to it in awe. The picture she chose duplicates the one I had made when she was in my basement, but she added herself in.
