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But fuck, the dark-haired beauty had turned his life upside down in a heartbeat, and now he couldn’t think straight. She felt like pure heaven in his arms. Her svelte, soft, and smooth body was so sultrily scented he couldn’t wait to lick every stunning inch of her.

She was also so sweet, thinking she was still going to marry Lloyd. Just adorable. The truth was she had no idea who she was dealing with when it came to him.

After seeing her for the first time when she was trying to take a picture of his cock and then learning she was a Marsh, Jagger had been prepared to leave her alone. But then she had come back the second day, and he knew he had bullshitted himself into thinking he was ever going to leave her alone in the first place just because of who she was—a Marsh.

The truth was Finley Marsh became his the moment she stepped onto his property. Touching her had only solidified his possession of her further. Since then, it hadn’t been anything he had to think about or analyze. He wanted her in his bed and in his life. He wanted his ring on her finger, his cock inside her night after night until the end of eternity, and his house filled with their kids.

He hadn’t questioned the intensity of his feelings for her or tried to look for reasons he couldn’t have her, despite there being one major one. He just wanted her. She was his. It was that simple. End of story. And then he set out to know everything else there was to know about her.

The first thing he had come across was her fuckingengagementto some bastard called Jeremy Lloyd. Okay, it wasn’t so much an actual engagement as it was an understanding that they would get married.

He resisted the urge to tie her to a bench and spank her ass all kinds of shades of red so she would never forget who she belonged to, and he even resisted the urge to hunt down Llody, kick his door in, and scare the living crap out of him to leave his Finley alone.

But he had left his caveman antics behind and had approached the whole thing with less violence and with more gentlemanliness... unless violence was required. To his credit, Jeremy Lloyd put his hands up immediately in surrender when Jagger told him in no uncertain terms that Finley Marsh belonged to him now.

Her father was going to be next on the list, except he was out of town. Jagger had discovered the bleak truth about Marsh’s financial struggles from a reliable source. The man needed way more than just a couple of million dollars to get back on his feet. According to the source, while everyone knew of the Marsh Hotels financial woes, only a few knew he was on the verge of declaring bankruptcy and putting everything he owned up for auction to pay off his colossal debts.

Despite there being some bad blood between the McCoys and the Marshes once a generation or so ago about some property—the McCoys could keep grudges forever—that wasn’t going to stop Jagger from taking Marsh’s daughter with or without his blessing. For Finley’s sake, he hoped it would be with her father’s blessing.










Chapter Ten

Finley needed a betterdefense against him than the one she had, which was absolutely useless. The instant he touched her, she basically became a lump of mush.

And being pinned against his fridge with his whole body pressed into hers was not conducive to rational thinking.

"What’s it going to be first, Finley?" he said softly and roughly. "Your mouth, your pussy, or your ass?" His fully erect cock nestled against her, and there went her last brain cell, poof, gone.

"Talk to me, Finley."

"You—"

"You’re mine. No more talk about Lloyd ever again." He bent his head, opened his mouth against the side of her neck, and started to suck.

"Oh..." She couldn’t help but moan. He didn’t understand that she had to marry Jeremy to save her father. Also, she couldn’t be his... because he would break her heart, and she would end up a zombie of a woman for the rest of her life.

"Tell me what it's going to be," he said, murmuring the words against her skin.

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