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“Will you, Abigail Sartori, please do me the honor of becoming my wife?”
I nod like a crazy person as I leap off my chair to fall into his arms. “YesYesYes.”
Nikolai chuckles as he holds me tightly in his arms. “Thank you for making me the happiest person alive.”
I shake my head and pulling back so I can see his face, I say, “I’m the luckiest person. I never knew what love was until you showed me. Thank you for making all my dreams come true and giving me a loving family.” I press a tender kiss to his lips as tears spiral down my cheeks. “Thank you for giving me an island where I can paint all day long.”Another kiss. “Thank you for helping me get through my darkest moments.”Kiss.“Thank you for not letting the age gap get between us.”Kiss.“Thank you for choosing me.”
“I’ll always choose you, baby.”
Nikolai pulls a tiny box from his jacket’s inner pocket, and flipping it open, he pushes the beautiful engagement ring onto my finger.
“Now the whole world can see you’re mine,” he whispers, emotions tightening his voice. Clearing his throat, he adds, “We’re getting married this Sunday.”
My eyebrows fly up. “What?”
Nikolai locks eyes with me. “I need you to be my wife more than I need my next breath. I’ve arranged everything for an intimate wedding here on the island with only our family and closest friends.”
“Oh my God,” I gasp. Excitement and pure bliss explode through me like fireworks. “I’m getting to marry you in two days?”
A stunning smile spreads over his face. “Yes. We can have a formal affair with your family in Italy, but I want our ceremony to be personal and intimate.”
Nodding wildly, I slam my mouth to his and push him onto his back, so I can show him how much I love his plans for us. Straddling my man, I pull my dress up my thighs, and unzipping his pants, I can’t free his hard-on quick enough.
When I finally take him deep inside me, my satisfied moan echoes over the small clearing, and soon it’s followed by the sound of me fucking Nikolai as hard as I can.
Breathless and only able to grunt with each thrust, my man’s hands grip my breasts tightly, his muscles straining beneath me before he comes so hard, his roar fills the night air.
I slow down my pace until I’m sensually grinding my clit against his pelvis, pushing myself over the edge, my pleasure hitting the breath from my lungs.
“Christ, I love you,” Nikolai growls as I ride him until I come down from high.
“I love you more,” I gasp as I slump over his chest. “So much more.”
“We’ll agree to differ,” he murmurs.
Chapter 43
Nikolai
“Hey,” Maxim answers my call. “I’m starting to think you hate me.”
Letting out a chuckle, I ask, “Why?”
“Cami is a fucking headache,” he complains.
“Cami?” I tease him. “You already have a nickname for Camilla?”
“Shut up,” he grumbles, then his tone softens, “How are you?”
“I’m getting married,” I drop the bomb.
“What?” There’s a moment of stunned silence. “To Abigail?”
“Yes.” I grin from ear to fucking ear. “She’s the one.”
“Damn, brother.” I hear the happiness in my best friend’s voice. “That’s great. When’s the wedding?”
“This Sunday. Please tell me you can get the day off. I’ll send the private jet for you.”
