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“Dick.” I slap his chest. He wiggles his body on mine, covering me in foam and I giggle.
For a moment, I forget. For a moment, I let myself go. For a moment, I am his.
He turns my back to his chest and shampoos my hair. He washes my body with gentleness and even wraps me in a towel when we’re done.
But the moment we’re out of the shower, he doesn’t ask anything else of me. Instead, he gets dressed and leaves. I breathe, not in relief. It’s more of a necessity. His presence is too much.
I dry my hair and change quickly. Downstairs, he finishes his breakfast when he says, “When do you want your hour in the garden?”
“Five?” I reply with the first number that comes to mind.
“I’ll be there.”
He stands up, kissing my forehead, his lips lingering there a moment longer, making my heart all fuzzy and warm.
Tamara claps her hands together when the door at the entrance shuts. “You’re trying? This makes me so happy, my child.”
Not wanting to ruin her good mood, I say, “I’m just showing him a bit of gardening.”
Because Kieran and I are nothing more than blackmail, ruined dreams, and false expectations.
“I’ll prepare a picnic basket.”
It’s at the tip of my tongue to tell her no, but she’s already buzzing around, even humming.
After I help her with lunch, I go inside the library to read, but catch myself glancing at the clock. When it strikes a quarter before five, I rush into the kitchen and take the basket with me.
I will earn his trust. I will seduce him. I will play him and win not only this mind and power game of his, but also my freedom.
With renewed conviction, I meet my fate.
After a meeting with the bank’s directors, I drag a hand down my face. I feel like a teenager about to get lucky tonight.
The image of her naked in front of me plays on repeat. Working with a perpetual hard-on is not an easy task. I cannot wait to have her. I’m strung tight with incessant desire coursing through my blood.
Whomever Aurora is talking to, he was lucky enough to have had her. But she’s mine now. Even if he’s stupid enough to come after her, he’ll find out she’s completely mine now. I never thought Cato’s wedding would work so well into my plans. Aurora will end up loving her life with me, the pleasure I’m dying to give her. I just have to break through her walls first.
After calls and going through reports, I leave my office. I speed home and lay my head on the headrest, trying to calm this enthusiasm spreading like wildfire inside me when I park.
Stepping out of the car, I follow the path from the driveway around the house to the garden. My steps falter, taken aback by the beauty in front of me. My damn heart twitches in my chest, followed by my cock in my pants.
Pushing through my momentary freeze, I approach her. Shepats a spot on a blanket, and I am wondering what she’s playing at this time.
“The picnic was Tamara’s idea,” she says, avoiding my glance.
It shouldn’t bother me, but it does.
I lie down and prop up on my elbows to stare at the sun, my excitement wavering with every second.
She offers me a mini sandwich and I take it.
“How was your day?” she asks.
“Busy, as usual.”
I watch as she pops grapes in her mouth. Behind her, this garden has never looked better. After my mother left it to wither away, I never cared much about restoring it.
“The garden is beautiful.”
