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Nothing but the sounds of her pleasure and our bodies meeting reverberate through the air.

“You are everything,” I whisper against her lips as our bodies collide violently.

“I love you, Nico,” she whimpers between gasps.

I tighten my arms around her head as I pick up my pace, drilling into her.

Pressing my palm against her lower belly, a gesture that makes her scream out in ecstasy, I add to the intensity until her walls constrict. Pleasure so intense shoots through me as I come inside of her tight pussy.

The world could be on fire, and I’d be none the wiser.

“That’s it, baby. Take my cum,” I whisper, rocking my hips inside of her, kissing on her, whispering all my vows to her and intending on making love to her all night.

We lie in silence after several rounds, talking in between.

“I’m starving,” Anya announces once we come up for air.

We left the event early, so I’m not surprised that it’s just after midnight when I look at the time. One of the best things about the city is how many restaurants stay open late.

Knowing I have about twenty minutes to feed my wife before she turns into another person, I chuckle and get up to grab my phone from my pants. “What are you in the mood for?”

“I want pho,” she says into the pillow.

“Pho it is.” I laugh, kissing her head, before opening the delivery app for our favorite Vietnamese restaurant.

“Can you make sure they—”

“Don’t soak the noodles—I know.”

Anya likes doing that part on her own. According to her, it “makes a difference.”

Grateful I was able to restore all my old passwords after my devious little wife decided to go rogue, I select a vermicelli bowl and text the guards to expect a delivery.

The security here is weaker than our penthouse. I’d rather we be home, but I’m here because... well, it’s where my wife is.

I climb into bed and rest my back against the headboard.

“We’re not done talking, but I’m putting it out there now. I’ll talk to Ma. No more interviews for the foreseeable future.”

She smiles before planting a kiss onto my mouth and snuggles into my side. Pulling her into my arms, I inhale her sweet scent. It’s mixed with mine and hints of our sex.

Chapter Eight

ANYA

"You don’t worry about a thing other than getting your cute ass to the altar,” Maya finishes as she, Lili, and Max go over the final wedding details.

Well, Maya and Lili—Max just listens. The four of us are having lunch at a new restaurant. The owners offered me and my guests a complimentary meal just for me to show up. I almost declined, but Maya insisted I accept, since there’s an apparent waitlist for reservations.

Maya flips through the sacred wedding binder, showing all the images and details, so I am at least aware of what will be happening. They’ve both been a godsend between Marcella and the wedding planner. Despite our disagreements, I adore Marcella.

“I know you’re already married, but are you excited?” Lili asks.

“I am—but also ready for it to be over so we can focus on, well... everything else. I don’t mean to sound ungrateful. I’m excited Cesare will get to walk me down the aisle since we didn’t get that the first time. And having my siblings as well as you three there. Speaking of...”

I reach under my chair, where I’ve been hiding their boxes. I made sure to get to the restaurant early so I wouldn’t ruin the surprise. Lili beams, as she’s already received her gift. There was no way to hide anything from her. I pass Maya and Max the boxes.

“Not another gift.” Max feigns shock before squealing “Gimme!” and snatches the box from me.

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