Page 143 of Ruthless Knight


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“I’m moving your things in here later,” he suddenly declares, surprising me.

“What?”

“This is your room now. We can turn one of the other rooms into an office for you to write in, but you sleep in here with me from now on.” The fervency in his tone suggests he’s thought about this idea a lot. I have, too.

“Really?” I rasp.

“Yes. If there’s anything else you need, I’ll sort it out.”

There is one thing. The one and only thing I’ve wanted from him.

“Last night you said there were moments in Saint-Tropez when I could have gotten you to do anything. Did you mean it?”

He pulls in a slow, measured breath, clearly knowing what I’m going to say next.

“I did.”

“Is that still true?”

“Yes,” he answers without thought.

“Sunset Cove, Knight. I know you hate the forties, but you have so much, I don’t think this would bother you. My mother and I came from nothing.” It’s always so hard for me to talk about that time in my life. It feels like reopening a wound once it’s healed. “We were so poor at one point, we couldn’t eat. Getting a place like Sunset Cove was her life’s work. She couldn’t wait to bring her designs to life. That’s why it would mean everything to me if you could just allow me to use them. It wouldn’t affect any of the renovation work or rebuild. I was going to renovate the place anyway. The plans for the interior design are all I’m asking about. Please.” My voice drops to a hush.

He leans forward, puts his cigar out, and my entire body lifts when he nods.

“Okay, alright. You can do it.”

The exhilaration of hearing him agree has me scrambling off the bed and rushing over to him with the sheet barely wrapped around me.

I rush to his arms, and he takes me, pulling me into his lap.

“Thank you so much.” I touch his face, running my fingers over his beard.

“It’s okay.” He smiles, but there’s an uneasiness in his eyes. “Aurora, I might want to do different things with Sunset Cove.”

“I just want to use my mother’s designs. That’s all. Something from her that will never die.”

“Okay. Looks like you got me wrapped around your finger.” He briefly brushes his forehead over mine.

“Does that mean you’re mine too?”

He touches my face and strokes my cheek. “Do you want me to be?”

The question feels like the most important one I’ve ever been asked. “Yes.”

“Then I’m yours.”

I smile down at him, feeling whole for the first time in forever.

I lean down and kiss him, allowing the thrill of being Mrs. Knight Grayson to steal my heart away, the same way he did.

My Hades.

Chapter36

Knight

Ifeel like the ultimate betrayer sitting here across from my grandfather and Vladimir in the meeting room.

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