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“Is that what you think?” I stammer, finally finding my voice.

And now it all makes sense. Her fears, her assumptions—the reason for her emotional turmoil and why she didn’t want to tell me.

I shake my head. She turns to leave the room.

“Wait. Anya, you have it all wrong,” I sigh, all of the tension leaving my body. I was so wrong about everything.

And so is she.

“My princess, you don’t know because I never told you—but the very first second I set my eyes on you, I knew I wanted to marry you. I was obsessed from the first moment I saw you. It grew stronger every day and every time our paths crossed. I was determined—through hell or high water—to make you mine. And I did. You’re my wife and I’m the happiest man in the universe. I only told you I wanted an heir to cover for the fact that I am crazy about you. It was stupid—I know—but with or without a baby—you are my everything. I fucking love you, Anya. I am madly, crazy in love with you.”

Her eyes are wide as she stares at me in disbelief. I wait, letting her process everything I’ve said. What is the point of holding back anymore?

I love her.

She’s pregnant with my baby.

I was a fool for not confessing how I felt sooner.

“Rodion—“ her words are choked back by tears and I rush around the table to wrap my arms around her. She stares up at me with glittering eyes. “I love you too. I was so scared to tell you because I didn’t know you felt the same way.”

“I’m so sorry I put you through that, Anya. I am going to take care of you, and our baby. I am going to spend every day making you smile because that is what makes me happy. You are my entire world. I don’t want anything but you.”

She stands up on her tiptoes and presses her lips against mine.

The kiss is tender and slow and her lips taste of salty tears.

I pull her even closer as my body begins to burn with desire for her. She moans against my mouth, reaching up and wrapping her hands around my neck. I grab her ass and lift her into my arms, her legs wrap around my waist as I hold her and kiss her even deeper. I want to show her, I want her to know what she means to me and right now words aren’t enough.

She giggles when I carry her out of the dining room and up the stairs towards our bedroom.

I am never letting her sleep anywhere but next to me again.

And tonight I am going to show her exactly what she means to me.

I throw her down onto the bed, then grab her ankle and pull her back towards me. One by one, I remove her clothes, revealing each beautiful part of her body as though it is a gift that was created just for me.

“I’ve only ever wanted you, princess,” I whisper against her ear as I slide my cock inside her.

Chapter 24 - Anya

I rush around the house, franticly trying to make sure that everything is perfect before people start arriving to the party.

Rodion grabs me as I hurry past. He chuckles, holding me against his body while my mind races with all the things I need to check on.

“Let me go,” I laugh nervously, trying to wiggle away.

“Stop worrying so much, princess. All that matters is you and me,” he says, kissing the top of my head.

I sigh and stand on my tiptoes to press my lips against his. “I know—but I want it to be perfect when we tell everyone about the pregnancy. I want them to be happy for us.”

“They will be,” he assures me. “And if they aren’t—it doesn’t matter. I am happy for us. I am over the moon about us.” He grins and the light in his eyes starts to infect me with confidence and ease away my worries.

“You’re right. It’s you and me against the world.” I kiss him one last time, then wiggle free. “But I still want today to be perfect,” I quickly add in, then try and make my escape.

He cracks up laughing, grabbing my arm before I can get out of his reach.

“What do you need me to do, princess? I’ve checked the garden, it’s all set up, and the caterers are doing a great job—what else can I do for you?”

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