Page 122 of Brutal Savage

Once I’m finally done for the day and out of the office, I text Elara so she knows I’ll be home soon.

Our charity event is in three hours. I cannot wait to see her in a dress I bought her, which I’m gonna enjoy ripping off her after we get home.

Getting into my car, I make it home in forty minutes, pulling into the driveway and parking the SUV next to my Ferrari.

Stepping out, I greet my men at the front before making my way inside.

As soon as I enter the foyer, Bubbles comes bouncing up, growling at me as she normally does. We still have a love/hate relationship going on, like with every other person in my life apparently. Why would the dog be any different?

“Hi to you too, yappy.” I move past her just as Brody comes running with a squeaky toy.

“Hey, buddy. You have a good day?”

I don’t expect a response. I know better than to expect anything at this point.

Then, out of nowhere, he looks up at me and nods with the biggest smile.

A flush of adrenaline hits my center, my heart racing.

Glancing behind me, I wonder if there’s someone else there.

He has never done that with me before.

For the first time, I’m speechless.

Before I can say anything else, he gathers Bubbles in his arms and scurries out of the room.

Immediately, the first thing I want to do is tell Elara all about it. She’s probably upstairs getting ready for the evening. I should let her finish instead of distracting her, but damn, do I wanna see her.

I start for the kitchen, knowing Ruby is probably finishing dinner for Brody. When I walk in, she’s wiping her hands by the counter.

“Wait until you see her!”

Well, now I have to go and take a look for myself.

“Is she almost ready?”

“I think so.” Her eyes gleam. “You look happy, you know that?”

My mouth forms a thin line. “What gave that away?”

She waves off my tight expression. “You’re not fooling anyone. I’ve never seen you this happy, not until you met her, so stop lying to yourself.”

“Yeah, yeah.” I start heading out. “I’ll see you later, Ruby.”

Her laugh echoes as I rush for the stairs, taking two at a time, needing to see my wife.

As soon as I open the bedroom door, the sight of her stops me dead in my tracks. My gaze roves down her body, attempting to simultaneously cling to every stunning inch of her, unsure where to look first.

“Wow.” My voice goes low, my heart close to giving out.

She’s in a long silver dress with a glistening belt around the middle. The straps are thin, dipping to a V to show off her full chest.

May wanna consider keeping her home tonight. Not sure what I’m bound to do if someone looks at her like they shouldn’t.

“Good?” A smile tugs at her lips, bright red lipstick making them extra kissable. And definitely extra fuckable.

My cock swells to the point of pain.

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