Page 77 of Evelyn's Enforcer


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“And when it comes to you, I will admit to being Greedier in nature than ever before…” I had to say, that made me feel all kinds of good.

“But that being said, I will agree to doing this at your pace and if that means waiting a few weeks before I get to make you my wife, then so be it…” My mouth dropped at this.

“A few weeks?! What were you thinking of doing if I had said yes, flying me straight to Vegas from here?” I asked in astonishment.

“No, but I do have a rather nice island in the Caribbean that I was thinking would make a good destination wedding.”

“Ryker, be serious,” I said after rubbing a hand down my face and trying to get my head around it all.

“And like I already told you, I am… deadly serious,” he growled low, making me sigh.

“Well, Arthur doesn’t like flying,” I said, making him grin and this time it was big one… like a winning grin.

“Then stateside it is,” he stated with a nod.

“Well, I have always wanted to see the Grand Canyon,” I mused, but this turned out to be a mistake because Ryker took this as an absolute, declaring with a tone of finality,

“Perfect. Then it’s settled.”

“Er… no, it isn’t,” I tried to argue, unable to help laughing at his eagerness.

“I think you will find it is,” he argued back.

“This is crazy… besides, places like that are going to be booked up for months, maybe even years, we can’t just…”

“Look around you, sweetheart, I could fucking buy the Grand Canyon if I wanted and still bury half my horde left over within its rock. Trust me, if I want a wedding there, I will fucking get it.” I scoffed a laugh at this.

“Alright, Mr. Moneybags,” I commented dryly, making him laugh,

“Good, I am glad you agree, soon to be, Mrs. Moneybags.” I groaned at that just as he pulled me into him for a hug, then he told me, all joking aside,

“I want to make you my wife, Evie, more than anything else in the world. More than all the gold you see, keeping you in my life is all I could ever wish for, could ever hope to dream, and could ever be thankful enough to receive… there is only you.” Again, his tender words of love made me melt into him, which meant that when he tipped my chin up and said,

“So please make me the happiest Demon alive and say yes to becoming my wife… and soon.” He added this with a grin and, this time, it was an answer I couldn’t deny giving him. So, I lifted up on my tip toes, framed his face with my hands and pulled his lips to mine, at the same time telling him,

“Only if you say yes to being my Demon husband.”

This time his growl of approval was one I tasted.

A little time later and it was time to leave this magical golden cavern of his, with assurances that we would come back again sometime soon. Then he teased me by whispering in my ear,

“After the wedding.”

I couldn’t help but smile at this, unable to keep the happiness from my face and the warmth from my heart. But then I knew it was too good to be true because that happiness was soon shattered and replaced by stone cold fear.

Fear that this time was for another.

Because the moment we made it outside of the mountain, after Ryker had locked the doors the same way he had opened them, with his blood, we found we were no longer alone.

“Vander!” I shouted when I saw him bruised and bloody, as if he had been beaten with something that had been burned into his skin. Glowing red slashes like runes or ancient symbols were red raw and bleeding from the center of the burnt edges. His torn clothes showed this had been done all over his body, and I instantly found tears in my eyes in sight of such brutality.

Two men were holding him, one with old burn scars on one side of his face, that twisted and puckered his skin to the point that all his features were lost. Even his eye was white and looked out of use. But as for the other side, it showed high cheekbones, a sneering grin, and an eye the color of a stormy sky.

The other guy was much bigger in size and had long messy hair hanging from a ponytail. He had a small beady, dark eye and a thick red neck that was proportionate to his larger frame.

“They followed me here… Ryker man, I…”

“It’s okay, Van, everything is going to work out fine,” Ryker said after pushing me behind him and protecting me. Then he took a threatening step forward, his hands already starting to change into something horrifying and Demonic. A pair that thankfully looked strong enough to tear these assholes limb from limb because they looked like they were being taken over by some dark entity.

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