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I see red, my vision blurring as I pour into her, thrusting through the indescribable pleasure I feel right now.

No one can tell me otherwise; this must be what heaven feels like, and I swear I want to do this forever.

With my cock still buried deep in her juicy pussy, I realize that Riley is mine now, and I want her to remain mine forever. I want to have her, hold her, have her, kiss her, get her pregnant, and watch her belly grow with my babies, and most importantly, I want to keep her safe. Even if I die trying, I’m going to make sure no harm comes to her ever again.

I can’t hide from it anymore. I’m irretrievably in love with Riley McPherson.

The realization hits me like a boulder in the face, considering I swore off love after my ex, Janet, humiliated me by leaving me at the altar.

I had been ready to spend the rest of my life with her. I thought she wanted the same, but after I said I do, and she said she was sorry instead and ran off, I decided that love wasn’t in the cards for me anymore. I was fine with that decision until I saw Riley on my screen that day.

I am in love with Riley. I’ve been in love with her from the moment I saw her.

My little thief not only stole my money, she stole my heart right alongside it.

Chapter Seven

Riley

Since I got to Greystone, Chase has been taking care of me, so today, I’ve decided to return the favor for once.

I learned from Sara that today is his birthday, and he absolutely hates celebrating it, so I’ve decided to change that. When he left for work that morning, I quickly ran to the store to get a few things to bake him a cake and make him a special dinner.

“I want to surprise him for his birthday, and I would like it if you guys could come celebrate with us,” I told Sara that morning during our phone call.

“Bruce and I surprise Chase? No thanks. I’ve seen the guy wield a Smith and Wesson. I don’t want a bullet in my skull for letting it slip in the first place or not warning him ahead of time that you want to surprise him, so thanks, but no thanks.”

I laughed heartily. “It’s that bad?”

“Worse. The last time Bruce and I tried to surprise him, he had Bruce in a chokehold so tight my poor baby almost died. We swore never to surprise him after that.”

“Okay, now I’m officially scared to surprise him.”

“Nah, you’re good. He loves you.”

A warmth flooded my body. “He said that?”

She scoffs. “He doesn’t need to; it’s as obvious as the day is bright.”

As I head home with all the supplies I’d gotten from the grocery store later that afternoon, Sara’s words replay in my head in a loop.

Nah, you’re good. He loves you.

Every man I’ve ever known, my stepfather, my manager Kevin, guys who have asked me out, Dante, all wanted something selfish from me ‘til I met Chase. All he wanted to do was look out for me and protect me even though he had every reason not to.

So forgive me if I’m freaking out a little about the fact that he may love me. I didn’t think anyone on this earth ever could, and Chase, one of the best men I’ve ever met, might?

This feeling is even better than sex, and sex with Chase is like rich chocolate melting in my mouth—decadent, smooth, almost criminal, leaving me utterly satisfied and craving for the next taste.

It’s so good that I crave him ALL THE TIME. If I didn’t know better, I would think I was becoming a nymphomaniac with how sex-obsessed I’ve been since Chase took my virginity.

When I get home, I get to work preparing the steak with garlic herb butter, his favorite, after which I bake him a molten chocolate lava cake.

Once the cooking is done, I change into my lilac gown with a cutout in front that leaves my breasts exposed—a deliberate choice since I fully intend for Chase to eat me after eating.

After applying some lip gloss and mascara, I light some lemon and vanilla-scented candles and wait for him to get home.

In about twenty-five minutes, I hear the front door click and open, and I quickly light the candles on his cake and get up to catch his reaction when he sees me.

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