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Unsmiling. Intense. Ferocious.

Like a predator stalking his prey.

Granted, we weren’t a love match. I knew that. I wasn’t delusional or anything. But I thought maybe he would smile at me.

If it wasn’t for Sammy’s little hand tugging me along, I doubted I would have moved at all.

Somehow, I managed. I put one foot after the other and marched towards my future with my head high and my eyes wide open.

We were really doing this.

CHAPTER TEN ANDRES

Holy. Shit.

We were really doing this.

The second Ellie agreed to my demands, I put this whole thing into motion. I planned everything. The whole wedding.

Yeah, Ellie had a say, but she seemed content to just say I do in a courthouse.

Not me. I knew this was the only time I was ever getting married. I didn’t want to run away and elope. I wanted to celebrate it.

To celebrate her.

Maybe it was backwards to start out this way. But Ellie Maxwell, soon to be Ramirez, was mine.

From the second I saw her, I’d claimed her. Even if only in my mind.

I knew Ellie Maxwell was made for me.

The one time I made love to her was stamped inside my brain. That experience was unforgettable.

Yeah, I claimed Ellie with my body. And I couldn’t fucking wait to do it again.

But first, right now, before our friends and family, I was going to claim her with words. Announcing my vow to her, promising before God and the whole fucking universe that this woman was mine.

She is mine.

And I meant to keep her.

Okay, so I was a little fucking obsessed.

But this was something I wanted so damn badly, I could taste it. All my life, I’d had to work for what I wanted.

And I was willing to work to get Ellie.

Marrying her was just another step in my plan. Because I didn’t only want her to wear my ring on her finger. I wanted it wrapped around her heart.

I wanted to fill her mind, to encompass her thoughts, the way she filled mine day in and day out.

I wanted to pleasure her body every fucking night. To fill her with my seed. To make her come like no one else ever had.

I wanted to imprint myself on her very fucking soul.

When Ellie was around, everything else was second. She had all my attention. All my focus.

But I knew she needed me to tone it down. It wasn’t like I could just tell her I was borderline fucking nuts when it came to her.

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