Total pages in book: 157
Estimated words: 146605 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 733(@200wpm)___ 586(@250wpm)___ 489(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 146605 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 733(@200wpm)___ 586(@250wpm)___ 489(@300wpm)
Not that I would care. I’d be stupid to think someone wouldn’t try and take her from me. I know the things I’d do to keep her as mine. I know these thoughts are crazy and fucked up, but luckily for me, my wife is into my possessive nature.
She doesn't speak until I put the key over the door scanner and it opens for us. I walk inside, still carrying her.
“You know I can track you too.” She lets out a small laugh. It takes me a second to take in the room. It’s flooded with candles and roses. She wiggles in my hold. I release my arm from under her legs and slowly put her on her feet.
I watch as she pulls at the tie to the big fluffy white robe she has on. It drops to the floor, pooling at her feet. She stands in front of me in nothing but a pair of nude tiny panties with jewels on them. She’s a fucking goddess. I don't know what I did in this life to deserve her, but she’s mine.
“Bunny.”
“What?” She feigns innocence. Her tongue darts out, licking her bottom lip. Fuck, I love how she still can surprise me.
“You had only this on down in the spa?”
“I knew you were coming. You always come for me.” Her voice is husky.
I go for my belt. “You’re right. I will be coming. In fact I might be the only one.” I yank my belt out. She takes a step back and then another. I give her a challenging stare. “Don’t think about it. I’ll spank you.”
“You’ll have to catch me first.” My bunny takes off through the suite. She doesn't get far from me. I’m on her in seconds, picking her up and pinning her to the bed. “You caught me.”
She wraps her body around me. “Always, Bunny. I will always catch you.” She caught me long ago.
THE END
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BEAUTY AND THE GENTLEMAN
“A friend is someone who helps you up when you’re down, and if they can’t, they lay down beside you and listen.” — Winnie the Pooh
BEAUTY AND THE GENTLEMAN
I’m the good guy. The one who always does the right thing. At least that's what everyone’s always said. All I've ever wanted to be was the right guy for Faith. She's been my girl since we were kids. I don't deserve her. But still I took her.
Now we’re grown and gone off to college, and I want her more than ever. The only problem is, I want to do things to her that might ruin my good guy reputation in her eyes. I’m one taste away from breaking my promise to her parents. From claiming her and taking her fully as mine.
But can she accept my dark side, or will I scare away the only woman I’ll ever love?
PROLOGUE
ACE
Fifteen years old
“You’re speeding,” my dad says from the passenger seat.
“How am I learning to drive from the man who never drives?” I say to fuck with him. He always has a driver.
“Why would I want to drive when I could be in the back seat with my hands all over your mom?”
“Seriously?” I groan, not wanting to hear that crap.
My parents have been married over ten years now, and they can’t keep their hands to themselves still after all this time. Well, actually they're not my biological parents, but they are all I’ve ever known. My parents died when I was still too little to really remember them.
I got sent to live with my Uncle Roman who married his wife, Fawn, a few weeks after I arrived. From my understanding, he blackmailed her into the marriage, but it seems things worked out for them. To me they are my parents since they are the ones that raised me. I got freaking lucky with them. I know all too well that not everyone has it as good as I do. I could have ended up in the system.
I slow down even though I don’t want to. My girl Faith texted me twenty minutes ago to meet her at Healing Homes. It’s a shelter for women and their children. Both our moms are big donors to the place and often work there. Even Faith had stayed at the shelter for a time when she was younger until Kennedy and Oz adopted her.
I’d fallen in love with my Faith the moment I laid eyes on her. At such a young age I had no freaking clue that’s what it was, but even back then I knew she was going to be my best friend. I was protective of her instantly. I knew she was going to be something special to me. So much so I’d even begged my parents to adopt her after her mom up and left her at the shelter.