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“Thank you.”
“Do not cry. Or cry now, but when you step inside that house, you have to remain strong. Cam will drop to his knees and what will you do?” Alessandra says, lifting a brow.
“Show him what he can’t have?”
They burst into laughter and Chiara says, “She’s a badass.”
“Yes, exactly. Until he gives you what you deserve, he needs a push in the right direction. He won’t be able to resist for long.”
When the driver pulls up to the house, I hug the girls goodbye and walk inside.
One of the staff members stops me in the middle of the foyer. “Excuse me? Can I help you?”
Another one joins in. They stare at me, then at each other, apparently not knowing what to do with the stranger who just walked into the foyer.
Marie rounds the corner, and after a moment of confusion, she approaches me with tears welling in her eyes.
“It’s so nice to meet you. I’ve been waiting for this moment.”
Her words switch on my own tears. “What gave me away, except the eyes?”
“Your presence. It’s the same and as magnetic as ever.”
Cameron’s car pulls in front of the entrance, and I square my shoulders.
The second the door closes behind me, I see Violet, and I come to a complete stop. Cocking my head to the side, my eyes rake up her body, and I swallow hard.
She’s so beautiful, my chest constricts. Not only did she shed the last part of her mask, but she also seems more confident. Her new posture is so sexy, it’s mesmerizing.
Her hair, a warm combination of blond and red, falls to her breasts, perfectly matching her angelic yet playful features. The elegant arch of her eyebrows showcases her green eyes. Her slim legs are on display.
Violet takes one graceful step after another. When she reaches me, I force myself not to maul her.
She sidesteps me and her alluring scent invades my nostrils. I am dizzy with wanting her.
I grab her elbow and press her to my side. “You’re looking breathtaking, wife.”
“I know.”
I chuckle, and she yanks her arm from my hold and walks into the kitchen. I follow her, compelled to go wherever she goes, just to be near her. It’s late, so I know she wanted to make an appearance and see my reaction. Well, she succeeded. I am starving, and she’s the most delicious course ever laid in front of me.
She uncaps a bottle of water and takes a sip, the liquid trickling down her slender throat.
Fuck. I want to bend her over and take her right here in the kitchen.
“Good night,” she says, her shyness pulverized. She brushes my arm with hers on her way out. She’s doing it on purpose.
When my reasoning returns, I ask, “How did you leave the property without my knowledge?”
“I have my ways.”
With a last glance over her shoulder, she leaves me, and I pluck out my phone. Fuck Cato and his favors.
“Don’t you ever put yourself between me and my woman again.”
“Someone is riled up. Chiara told me all about her.”
“I’m not in the fucking mood.”
