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“Fine. You can stay in contact.”
She suppresses a smile.
“And you’ll play nice.”
“As long as he doesn’t try to take you from me, and as long as he doesn’t touch you anymore.”
She shakes her head at me, smiling lovingly at me. “You have no reason to be jealous. I am yours.”
“You better be.”
The corners of her eyes crinkle as if she finds me amusing. She locks her hand around mine, leaning her head on my arm. My anger and my jealousy vanish. She is mine. That’s all that matters.
I breathe a sigh of relief as we walk back to the ballroom. Wrapping my arms around her, I whisper, “Watch.”
I jerk my chin toward where her father and Delaney are and relish how their faces transform from smiling to panicked. They rush outside, shoving past people, and yelling into their phones. Money is our business. We can make fortunes and take them away just as easily. And I just left them without a penny in their accounts. They won’t recover from the hit.
My guys and I exchange a smirk. In moments like this, I feel I am the king. I can take, break, or make everyone around me.
“What did you do?” Aurora asks.
“What I have been waiting to do for a long time.”
And for the rest of the night, I forget about Hayden and enjoy the time with my woman at my side. It’s in her expression, the ease with the danger contained, that she’s safe, protected. And there is nothing I wouldn’t do to make her feel like this.
We step inside the limo. I kiss her temple while Cato gives me an annoyed look and her friend glares at us with disgust and fascination. Chiara steals glances at him while he scrolls through his phone.
We reach home. Aurora kisses me one more time and waves goodbye. The women leave us.
“This calls for a celebration.”
I nod, staring at my biggest celebration walking up the stairs. When will Aurora tell me she loves me back? I never believed I needed to hear those words, but until then, it’ll eat away at me.
Even now, when I should relish winning against the man who killed my father, I can’t.
“The day has come. The king is on his knees for one woman,” Cato says.
“Fuck you.”
Cameron chuckles as we step inside the office. I get a whiskey bottle and three glasses.
We raise them and down our drinks. I drained Silas’s accounts and put every cent right into Cameron’s account, while Delaney’s money has been put in our mutual account.
“Do you feel different now that you are even richer, Cameron?”
The corners of his mouth arch up. “Everyone gets what they deserve.”
Chiara is quiet as we ascend the stairs, and I show her to a guest room. She walks inside and turns to me.
“I’ve seen the way you look at him.”
Accusation lingers around us, and I sigh.
“Chiara.”
How can I explain to her that feelings were already there from our childhood, so all they needed to grow was a spark? He touched not only my body, but my heart too, and he keeps his hand firmly wrapped around it. She waves me off and leans her hand on the window, peering outside.
“None of them are good men.”
