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She unbuckled and straddled him, holding his face in her hands. “I accept your apology. We’re going to pretend you’re still on house arrest and you can spend the next three weeks making it up to me.”
His hum rumbled in his chest and sent a shiver through her as she leaned down to kiss him.
“I hope you don’t think I’m going to switch roles with you, Ace. I’m still in charge.”
She grinned as his hand snaked into her hair and pulled. “I wouldn’t have it any other way, Sir,” she said with a whimper as his grip tightened.
Rylee leaned in and kissed him, sliding her fingers into his perfect hair. As she let herself get lost in his taste, her phone buzzed, and she gasped.
“Shit. I forgot about Carla,” she said, pulling away from him to check her messages. But the message wasn’t from Carla. It was an unknown number.
You’re ruining everything and I will not let you get away with it. Be on the next flight out of Vegas or you’ll regret it.
Her hands shook as she showed Memphis the phone. He didn’t curse, he didn’t even blink. But his gaze grew steely as he lifted the device from her fingers and tucked it in his pocket. “Don’t worry, lover. I’ll keep you safe.”
Rylee knew he would, and despite still feeling shaky from the threatening message, she had a feeling Memphis would stop at nothing to find out who sent it and make them regret ever picking up their phone to send it.
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Chapter 1
MemphisheldRyleeagainsthim as they drove to the outskirts of Vegas. It wouldn’t be long before they were home, and he was ready to spend some uninterrupted time solidifying their connection. After he made sure security was on her and he figured out who the hell sent that text. He turned to Rylee and cupped her face. Staring into her eyes, he leaned down and brushed a tender kiss to her lips.
“I love you,” he murmured.
“I love you too,” she said, her voice shaking just a little. “Is everything going to be OK?”
Memphis grimaced. It was far from OK, but at least he wasn’t facing prison time.
“There are still some things to sort out and I need to figure out just how much damage Andrew did, but I’m not going anywhere. We will be putting some security on you until we find out if the text is a prank or something more serious. We don’t have to stay at the villa unless you just want to. I’m officially done with house arrest.”
Rylee laid her head on his shoulder. “I kind of like it there. Could be because that’s the only place you’ve ever fucked me. But I like it.”
He grinned and kissed the top of her head. “Believe me, Ace, I plan on fucking you in a lot more places in the future. And doing a few other things with you, too.”
He could almost feel the heat on her cheeks as she blushed at his dirty words.
“Are you mine, Ace?”
“Yes, Sir,” she murmured.
“Good girl. I need to drop you off at the house and take care of a few things.”
She sat up. “I could have stayed at the Sapphire and played poker. That place is full of security.”
Memphis nuzzled her shoulder. “Maybe I want you naked and waiting for me at home,” he said.
She looked at him suspiciously. “That’s not it. What is it?”
He sighed. She was a pro at reading people. It would always be difficult to keep anything from her. Not that he wanted to keep things from her. He did want to protect her, though.
“It’s true, I am worried about your safety. Yes, the casino has security, but they are tasked with keeping thousands of people safe. My people only have one person to look after, and that’s you. They can do that job better if you’re not in a sea of drunken idiots. But the other big issue is I don’t want you bombarded by the press. They’re looking for me. For us, really, and I don’t want you dealing with that. You should probably call and warn your family while you’re at it.”
She furrowed her brow. “What would the press want with my family?”
He blew out another breath. “It seems Andrew leaked some names to the press. Families that were affected by his business dealings. We’re trying to figure out what information got leaked, but we don’t know just yet. The press is hungry for whatever information they can find, so they’re bound to want to interview anyone they can. I don’t want them hounding you if I can help it. Especially not when we don’t know who is harassing you.”
Rylee groaned. “My mother eats up attention. It’s why she gets scammed so easily.”
