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“One point…shit. That’s a lot.”
He smirked and nodded. “It is. Unlike my father, I chose to create financial stability independent of anything or anyone. Her family’s legacy now belongs to me.”
“That amount of money sounds veryindependent.”
“I assure you it is.”
“And you own it all. They don’t have anything?”
“I generously gifted them two percent ownership. They’ll receive a quarterly check but their lifestyle drastically changed.”
“I bet it has. I would guess they’re on the list of people who want to use you for target practice.”
He nodded slowly. “I’m sure they are, but Sasha is now married to the man she was in love with for the duration of our marriage. Considering she only stayed married to me to ensure her family didn’t lose the generational wealth they’d spent centuries building. I can imagine her marital bliss was limited and short lived.”
“You gave her a choice. She chose wrong.” I remained quiet for a minute before asking, “And you want to be married again, after all that?”
“I do, but this time there is one thing I will not compromise on.”
“Which is.”
“No amount of money will compensate for a marriage where my wife doesn’t choose me.”
His stare was hard and unwavering, communicating that no matter what he gained, the loss he felt from his wife not choosing him would never be enough.
“As much as I’ve enjoyed discussing my ex…”
“You enjoyed that conversation?” I arched a brow, smiling smugly, and he shook his head.
“No.” Seconds later his arm hooked around my waist and our positions changed. He hovered me with his body wedged between my legs. “It was necessary to give you clarity about that chapter of my life, but I did not enjoy the conversation. I also didn’t enjoy discussing a woman I can barely tolerate thinking about while in bed with a woman who consumes my thoughts more than I care to admit. A woman I want to do very nasty things to, right now in this bed.”
His head dipped and I felt the warmth of his mouth on my neck. “We’re not doing nasty things, Omari. Your brother and his wife—”
“Are on a completely different side of the house. You could yell until your voice goes hoarse, which I know you’re accustomed to doing at the height of your orgasms…” He shifted his hips and I felt him firmly against my very needy center. “And they wouldn’t hear a damn thing. How about we test that theory?” He moved down my body, leaving traces of his warm mouth on my skin through the thin fabric of my clothing until he disappeared beneath the bedding.
“I’m going to make you cum then tomorrow you can ask Cress if she heard you.”
I stilled but only briefly because his mouth was on me again, this time between my thighs, against the seat of my panties. “Absolutely not.”
He lifted his head. “You don’t want me to make you cum?”
“No, I want that but I won't be asking Cress if she heard me.”
He chuckled and slowly worked my panties over my hips. I lifted to help, then his mouth was there—warm and soft against my skin. My mind was no longer interested in processing any thoughts other than him making me cum.
fourteen
Ezekiel.
My brother and I stepped off the elevator moving side by side with long strides toward Christian’s office. The closer we got, the more annoyed I was that I had to be here in the first place. I had far too much on my plate to be dealing with his bullshit but it was a necessary evil. Unfortunately, his issues became mine when I’d agreed to ask my brother to marry his sister.
“You have a plan?”
I cut my brother a hard stare and he smirked. “I’ll take that as a no.”
I pulled the brass handle and yanked open the massive glass door leading to the lobby of his office suite and stepped inside followed by Elias.
“Good afternoon, can I…”
