Page 67 of Desperate Desires

“Um, Ono?”

Michelle tugged on my shirt. I turned towards her, still contemplating kicking the shit out of the man who’d just married us.

“Yeah?”

“I think I’m gonna. That is, could you?”

That was all she got out before her eyes rolled up and she started to fall to the floor.

I caught her before that happened.

I wouldn’t let my wife fucking fall.

Lifting her easily, and cradling her close, I carried her to the private cabin aboard the plane.

And then it hit me as I laid her down on top of the mattress.

Michelle was mine now.

Finally, irrevocably mine.

A whisper of a smile danced across my lips as I tucked a blanket around her and kissed her temple before I joined her on top of the mattress and held her close.

Maybe it was fucked up. Maybe I was wrong to take her like this. To make her marry me.

But I didn’t think so.

And with her tucked safely in my arms with my ring on her finger, I really didn’t care.

Chapter 19-Shelly

“Where are we?” I asked as I came to a few hours later.

The plane was taxiing on the runway of what appeared to be another private airport, and I wondered at how rich this man, my husband, really was.

I mean, this was like stupid money.

“On a private island in the Caribbean for a few days,” Ono said and turned his head to look at me.

“You mean to lie low?”

“No, we could have done that at home,” he replied and shook his head.

“Then why?”

“You didn’t think I’d cheat you out of a honeymoon, did you?”

“Seriously? Who’s island is this?”

“It’s mine,” he said, frowning.

“You own an island?”

Holy fuck.

So, he didn’t just have stupid money.

He had Volkov level money.

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