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My words stop. My brain goes numb. Behind the golf course paperwork, there’s a stack of identical, official looking papers. And they’re all embossed with the seal of the Federal Reserve. Tessa’s breath catches.

“What the hell is that?” she whispers breathlessly.

“Bonds,” I choke. “They’re Federal Reserve Bonds.”

There’s easily a couple hundred of them, and each one says “ten-thousand dollars” on it. I stand slowly and hand them to Tessa.

“Are thesereal?!” she gasps.

I nod thickly. “Yeah, I think they might be.”

“These are like cash!” I nod again in disbelief. “Max, this is like five fucking million dollars!”

“Guess you can skip looking for those loans now.”

She stares at me. “No, Max, this is yours.”

I laugh. “I stole it, Tessa. By definition, it isn’t. But I happen to know the guy I lifted it from is working with a rival crime family anyways. He’s just as crooked as your dad, so I’ve got no qualms in keeping this. So long as we’re both willing to call itours.”

She stares at me in disbelief. “You’re serious?”

“Of course I’m serious, love,” I growl. I pull her into me tightly, and I kiss her savagely. “You’re mine, I’m yours, and this money is for our new life together.”

Tessa kisses me passionately, and she hugs me so tight my wound burns. But screw it, I barely even feel it when I’ve got her in my arms.

“I know you’ve got school,” I growl. “But you think I could steal you away somewhere first for a minute?”

“You can steal me anywhere you like,” she whispers thickly. I press my lips to hers. I groan at the taste of her and feel of her tongue on mine.

“It might be more than a fucking minute,” I growl.

“That works. Just don’t forget the handcuffs.”

I laugh and pull her close. “I love you, princess.”

“I love you too, kidnapper.”

Epilogue

Tessa

“Hey! I’m home!”

I close the door to the beach house behind me. I turn to look out through the big open concept room and through big window on the ocean-side. God, I love this house so much. Almost as much as the man I share it with.

I shriek when hands grab me from behind. My bag falls from my hands, books scatter the floor. I moan when he tugs my hands behind my back and pin them there. One of his slips around my front to cup my tits. He pinches a nipple through my dress, and I gasp.

“Wait, I have money! You can have whatever you want!”

“Oh, I’m damn well going to take what I want,” the man’s voice rasps into my ear. “Love.”

I grin. His hands loosen for a moment, and I turn in his arms. I look up into Max’s dark, smoldering eyes and smile.

“Welcome home,” he growls.

“Hi yourself,” I giggle. I kiss him slowly. “Now, where were we?”

“I was about to pin you to the couch and have my fucking way with you.”

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