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“Well, you asked me for footage of…”

When she glimpses at me, he says, “Whatever you need to say, you can say in front of my wife.”

“W-w-wife?” It physically hurt for her to say that.

He runs the fingers that were inside me over his lips, smirking as he sucks them into his mouth. “So fucking delicious.”

Her expression turns frostier, and I fight a smile.

“When, uh, did you get married?” Her tone shrinks, like she wants to get swallowed up by a hole.

Fionn is clearly rubbing me in her face, and I don’t understand why.

“A few days ago. Remember Emily?” He brings our joined hands to his mouth and kisses the top of mine.

“Her?” Her lips tremble, more with anger than nerves. “But you said…”

“I know what I said, but it wasn’t like that with you.”

Her heavy panting wrestles out of her, pain evident on her features until it melts away. And in its place is indignation.

She raises up her chin. “Congratulations to you both. I’ll leave the surveillance report on your desk.”

Without saying goodbye, she hurries off.

“What wasthatabout?” I turn to him, hiking a brow. “And don’t lie to me.”

He palms my hips and tugs me closer, a sly smirk forming. “I have no reason to lie, baby. Madison was someone I had a night with a year before we met. It didn’t mean anything to me, but she wanted more, and I told her I wasn’t looking for that. When I asked her to help me find you, she told me to stop looking. I never quite forgave her for that.”

That brings a pang to my chest. He really did fight like hell to find me.

“Well, it’s obvious she never got over you.” My stomach turns with intense jealousy.

“Mmm.” He pushes me back up against the wall, his mouth grazing my lips. “Must’ve left a big impact.” He arches his hips into mine, and I can hear the smile in his voice.

“Are you trying to make me jealous?”

“Is it working?”

“Yes.”

“Good.” His eyes turn dark, a muscle in his jaw popping. He cups my jaw, gaze sinking into mine. “I’m yours, Amara. Always. No one will ever come between us.”

And when he slams his lips to mine, I believe him. Every word, it’s as though he seals it with this kiss. To have and to hold. In sickness and in health.

A vow that only ends…when one of us is dead.

CHAPTER 33

AMARA

Days later,my bodyguard, Roy, drops me off at campus. As soon as I step out, a grin spreads. I’m finally here. Finally in college like I’ve always wanted.

Who would’ve thought?

The buzzing of students rushing to classes has me giddy with excitement.

When my phone vibrates, I take it out of my backpack and read a text from Em.

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