Page 105 of His Wild Seduction

Little Red loved them. And I loved her, so making her happy was a priority.

I’d sleep on sheets with fucking unicorns on them if she wanted me to.

She’d send me the picture when I texted her, I’d arrived at the private airport to meet Adrik and Marat for an unexpected business trip.

Since I was a major shareholder in Volkov Industries, any disruptions in the mining business affected me too.

This one should be easy enough. A new political party was in power in the small east African country where one of the rare earth metal mines was located.

Palms needed greasing, and an understanding needed to be reached.

I knew without checking there would be piles of money in metal suitcases in the luggage area and I’d brought two dozen men from my elite ops teams with us.

The trip would go as dozens of others had gone before. There would be the usual exchange of money, a bit of posturing, and a real possibility of violence.

That was what had me anxiously gritting my teeth. Not the violence. I was used to that. Hell, I’d trained and fought my entire life.

But there was a difference now. One very real, notable difference.

This time, I had something to lose.

This time I had Meredith.

My chest constricted, and I closed my eyes, willing this horrible suffocating to pass. What the fuck was wrong with me?

I should have been checking the most recent reports and land surveys. Making sure the house we’d rented was being seen to by the first wave of men I’d sent over when it became clear we were heading out last night.

But no.

I was sitting there like some pussy whipped shithead, mooning over my wife.

My beautiful, sweet Meredith. The woman who brought the color and warmth back into my life.

My Little Red.

I was so fucked. But for some reason, that didn’t scare me or upset me. Not in the least. Instead, it filled me with something I never thought I’d feel.

Happiness.

That feeling was pure fucking happiness.

“It doesn’t get any easier, bro, trust me,” Marat said, taking the seat beside me.

“What are you talking about?” I asked, turning my phone down on my lap.

Only her face was visible in the picture. But she’d been naked when I’d left her, and her skin was still flushed and pink from our feverish lovemaking.

No one else got to see her looking all soft and warm in my bed. No one but me.

“I’m talking about leaving your wife. Even for necessary trips like this. This shit is just as difficult for me now as it was the first time I left our bed to travel for the business.”

“So, you feel like this too?” I asked.

“Anxious? Worried? Sick to my stomach at the very thought of being separated for any real length of time never mind all the fucking miles between us? Yeah, I feel like that, too. And if you think this is bad, wait till you have kids. Am I right, Adrik?” Marat said, and fuck, his words were not a goddamn comfort to me like at all.

My heart stuttered inside my chest as Adrik joined us.

Children? Did Meredith even want children?

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