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But that would never happen. There was no way I could leave King. He was mine. Maybe he’d always belonged to me, but we had to take the long road to get here.

Whatever the case, I was so damn happy this moment had come.

I was happy. Truly happy. Nothing could steal my joy.

Chapter Eight

King

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y dick throbbed behind my pants. It had a mind of its own and was screaming at me to skip the event tonight and take Nyla to my home. Nothing else mattered but sinking inside her and fucking my woman all damn night as she screamed my name. I wanted to imprint my name on her pussy, because no other man would ever touch what was mine. She belonged to me. Hell, she’d always belonged to me, but I wanted to give her time to live a bit of life before I stepped in.

As I held her close, I thought about what it would feel like to have her pussy wrapped around me so tightly. Was she a screamer? Would her nails scratch my back and make me bleed as I pounded inside her?

I wanted to know all those things about Nyla, and so much more. I was done denying myself. It was time to make my intentions known.

The soft flesh of her breast filled my hand as I sucked on her tongue, never stopping our kiss. She was everything I ever wanted, and I would be damned if anyone took her away from me. Pulling back, I looked into her eyes and noticed her pupils were blown. She had a dazed look. Yeah, my baby was just as affected by me as I was by her. Our time would come soon enough. “Baby, we’re almost at the event. Maybe you should refresh your make-up.”

At her look of confusion, then shock, I almost laughed. Almost.

“Oh, shit. Stop kissing me, King. You’re getting me all flustered.” She pulled out a small make-up case and a tube of lipstick to fix her appearance. “Can’t believe we were messing around in the car like a couple of teenagers. What is wrong with you?”

Her words held no bite though, because when she looked at me, she smiled. But after a moment, the expression on her face became serious.

“What are we doing, King?”

The car was pulling up to the packed event location. Men in black suits. Women in fancy dresses. All of it was bullshit. I never liked rubbing elbows with rich people who had no idea what it was like to struggle or have to budget every week so they could have food to eat. Just because I became more successful than I ever expected, didn’t mean I forgot where I came from. My parents were hard-working people who simply wanted to build a good life for their sons.

“King?”

As I turned my gaze to Nyla, I couldn’t help noticing that while she may look completely put together, I could tell we’d gotten in some good trouble. Lifting my hand, I pushed a loose strand of hair behind her ear. Then I adjusted the off-the-shoulder material of her dress. Her brows were furrowed with confusion. “You were a bit bunched up. As for what we’re doing… I would think it’s clear. You and I,” my finger pointed at my chest, then hers, “we’re attending a nice event to support my friend. We’re going to network with some key decision makers to promote King Technologies. After that, we’re going to leave, go back to my home, and then we’ll focus on the most important thing we need to handle tonight. You and me. My dick inside you. Your legs wrapped around my waist. Your nails scratching up my back as I fuck you into oblivion. You are mine, Nyla. Tell me you understand.”

Her wide eyes stared back at me. I knew she probably felt overwhelmed by everything I just said, but it was the truth. The sooner she accepted where things were headed, the sooner our lives together would begin.

“Tell me you understand, sweetheart.”

A smile came over her face. “Yes, I understand.”

Our car doors opened simultaneously, and we both climbed out. Once I was by Nyla’s side, I placed my hand at the small of her back. So many thoughts were running through my mind, but the one clear thing was that no one else could compare to my baby. She may have thought I wasn’t interested over the years, but that was only by sheer will. If I had let my true self loose around her, I would have claimed her years ago.

She should count herself lucky that I had the strength to hold out for this long.

We walked side-by-side through the large event space until we arrived at the ballroom hosting the event.

“Stay by my side,” I demanded, grabbing her hand within mine.

She gazed down at our fingers joined together. “This is new.”

Looking around at the other guests, I was busy giving the evil eye to any man who looked at Nyla too long.

Before tonight, we never held hands. That was too intimate. She was my Executive Assistant. I was her boss. Showing any type of affection would have been the fastest way to lose credibility. But tonight, I didn’t give a fuck. I needed Nyla next to me.

Plus, if we talked with anyone, it would be together. There was no way in hell I wanted her going off on her own. Not when I’ve made it clear that I want something more with her. I also wouldn’t let her leave my sight with her wearing this dress. We hadn’t stepped in the space for thirty seconds and I could already see men turning to look at her.

Motherfuckers.

If they didn’t take their eyes off my woman, they’d feel my foot up their asses.

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