Page 104 of His Wild Attraction

God, I loved her.

“Ask me.”

“Ask you what?” she replied.

“Ask me anything you want to know about tonight, or about anything at all, Wife. You ask, I tell. And vice versa.”

She looked at me for a full beat, then nodded.

“Did you really buy Maxwell Mining?”

“I did,” I said, watching her face fall. Then I continued.

“But I lied about being the owner.”

“What? That makes no sense,” she said, frowning.

I paused and decided I might as well just tell her the truth. Hell, I’d been so busy securing this deal, greasing hands to push it through.

It was a helluva thing getting a judge to rush a will through probate and to dismiss Gary’s frivolous fucking suits.

I’d almost lost it a time or two, but I wasn’t the prince of acquisitions for nothing.

Gary, that sleaze, was a moron. He didn’t realize Maxwell Mining was sitting on several thousand acres of land, all right on top of rare earth mineral deposits. The kind that made princes of the paupers that were once the Volkov brothers.

I’d been working nonstop to make sure my wife and son got everything they had coming to them, so yeah, no more lies. It was time Ellie knew it all.

She was worth billions. The land, the money, the deals. It was all hers. And Sammy’s.

There was more to it, though. Ellie wasn’t just the owner of Maxwell Mining. She owned me.

Body, heart, and soul.

I belonged to that woman, and I wouldn’t lie about it or hide. I wasn’t ashamed of my feelings or of my devotion to her. And keeping secrets was far too costly.

“Okay,” I began, backing her into our room.

“I’ll tell you everything, but I need you to start stripping,” I said.

Ellie’s breath hitched, and she nodded, slipping her shoes off first. I groaned, loving the flash of skin as she lifted her pant legs and her ankles peeked out.

Now I knew why that was such a big thing a few centuries ago.

Ellie had Fanfuckingtastic ankles.

“Well? Are you going to start talking?” she asked, and I looked up, surprised.

My Lupina had grit. How could I forget?

“Right. So, first, I used my connections with Volkov Industries to push the sale of Maxwell Mining through despite certain restrictions pending investigation,” I said, stepping out of my own shoes.

I raised my eyebrows, and Ellie unsnapped her pants, pulling her sweater over her head. She paused, and I grinned wider.

“I had those cleared, by the way. Your inheritance, everything from your father’s estate, should all revert to you by the end of business tomorrow. As for the company,” I said, mulling over my words.

Ellie took my pause as something else, and I was not complaining as she pushed her pants down her hips, allowing them to fall.

Standing there in a black lace bra and panties, my wife looked like a fucking seductress.

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