Total pages in book: 27
Estimated words: 25739 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 129(@200wpm)___ 103(@250wpm)___ 86(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 25739 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 129(@200wpm)___ 103(@250wpm)___ 86(@300wpm)
It takes two hours before we have a moment alone. I pull her into my arms and give her a brief kiss before releasing my hold.
“What happened?”
“They learned of our marriage. Suddenly they wanted to see if we could repair our relationship.”
“Did you tell them to fuck off?”
“Something like that…” The tone in her voice makes me wonder. We’re interrupted so I don’t get to ask her again.
Later when I’m working in my office by myself, I decide to replay the call and I hear what she says. “Valentine, dear. It’s been so long. We heard you married and you didn’t even tell us.”
“Why would I? We haven’t spoken since you tried to call me when you found out Petra married a billionaire.”
“Well, she slept her way to the top,” her father accuses. If Jack heard that shit, the fucker would have a fist in his face before he could get another breath out.
“Are you jealous?” she asks with a laugh in her voice. I can just picture the grin on her face as she asked.
“Why would I be? That’s nonsense. Can we not fight, my sweet girl?”
“Sweet girl? What happened to my old nickname, trashy whore? Go eat a bag of dicks, deadbeat.” She ends the call and I want to smash his head into the wall. He called her a trashy whore? I could murder the man for such an insult. No wonder she was so upset about mentioning her parents. Those assholes are something else.
I find my wife and kiss her like I’ve never kissed her before, thanking her for the strength to stand on her own when abandoned by those who were supposed to love you the most. “What was that for?”
“Being amazing and mine.”
“I’ll show you how amazing I am when we get home.” She bites down on her bottom lip and then shakes her ass as she moves over to her desk, grabbing her coat and purse. I’m grateful I didn’t schedule my court cases until next week because we aren’t coming into the office tomorrow.
Valentine
Ten years later…
My feet ache, but I don’t say anything as we stand at another event. I hate these things. Although they are a must for my darling husband.
At five months pregnant, all I want to do is go home, soak in the bath, and get a massage from my husband before he licks me from head to toe and then dominates me with his huge cock until I pass out.
My other babies are with their favorite aunt and uncle, playing with their cousins for the night. They were kind enough to keep them overnight while we went out for Wyatt’s big night. He’s receiving an award from the city for his good deeds and I get to be here for it.
I take a seat and see a woman I remember. She’s gotten much older, but she’s still as beautiful as I remember. “Well, look who it is. I guess I was right after all.”
“You were about right about part of it.”
“I’m sorry that I wrote the article in the first place. I learned a big lesson about how I got my stories. I quit being a reporter after that.”
“Smart. Writing gossip that’s not verified could be dangerous.”
“You two look extremely happy together.”
“We are. I have to ask. Did… well, was it that obvious that I was in love with him?”
“No. I got the gossip from his former employee. I just added the fluff.”
“Oh. Good.”
“Girl, there’s nothing wrong with being in love with the right man.” She smiles and then wraps her arm around the arm of a man who approaches her. “Congrats. I’m still sorry about it, but it worked out in the end for everyone.” She waves as she walks away.
Wyatt approaches and looks back at the woman whose name I can’t remember. “You’re smiling, beautiful. I could have sworn you looked tired a minute ago.”
“I just love you so much, Wyatt.” He wraps his coat around my bare shoulders, kissing my throat.
“That’s good because I love you and can’t wait to get you home.”
“Let’s go,” I moan.
“Why?” he arches his brow, sliding his hands lower until they caress my hips.
“So you can debrief me….” We have the house to ourselves tonight, so I plan to spend the evening making love.
“Sounds good to me.”
“Me too.”
He fulfills all my desires for the night and for the rest of our lives. With Wyatt and the little family we made, my life is complete. THE END