Page 232 of Sinful Pleasure

“If I put this ring on your finger, that means I’m yours forever, too,” he continued, his voice low and rough. “The only way out is death—because divorce won’t be an option, baby.”

His words weren’t romantic in the traditional sense.

They weren’t from a rom-com where the guy writes her a love poem to prove his devotion. Maddox would never do that. But he would burn the world to the ground for me.

And that was more romantic than anything I could ever dream of.

It was Maddox King.My Maddox.

“Choose wisely, princess. There is no going back.”

I couldn’t help but smirk at his words, my heart racing in my chest.

“You’re such a romantic, Maddox,” I teased, though I was trembling beneath the weight of his gaze.

“I’m not romantic, and we both know it,” he said, his voice low and almost dark. “But I’m a man so fucking obsessed with you that I’d burn cities to the ground if anyone so much as laid a finger on you.”

This was the Maddox King I love.

Cynical, dark, and yet, somehow perfect. His madness mirrors mine, twisted but real.I bit his finger playfully, a smile tugging at my lips as I pushed the box further into his hands.

“Are you going to put the ring on my finger, or are you just going to keep talking?”

He let out a low, amused laugh, the sound rumbling in his chest as he slid the expensive ring onto my finger. The sight of him, so focused on me, so certain, was nothing short of intoxicating.

I felt the heat rise in my chest, my heart pounding so hard it might explode. Tears pricked at the corners of my eyes.

This was my fairy tale—the one I never thought I’d get.

He stood up slowly, taking my face in his hands, his lips capturing mine in a kiss that sealed everything between us.

“You’re mine forever,” he murmured against my lips, his voice gruff, a smirk still playing on his face.

I nodded, breathless, my entire being aligned with his.

I wouldn’t want it any other way.

‘‘I love you,’’ he finally said.

‘‘I love you,’’ I repeated. ‘‘Always.’’

He broke the kiss with a smile, his hands moving to my body with urgency.

“Now, let’s get you out of this tight little dress. I want to fuck the future Mrs. King.”

I pushed gently against his chest, feeling the heat of his body but needing just a moment.I climbed up onto the table, pushing rings and bouquets aside to makeroom.

As I sat there, I opened my legs slowly, teasing him, my eyes locked on his as I let my grin play across my face.

His gaze dropped immediately, his eyes darkening as they fixed on the sight of me—only the black lace of my panties separating us.

“Fuck me right here on this table, Mr. King.”

Maddox lunged me forward like a predator, possessing my body like only he can.

Of course, he didn’t miss the opportunity to get on his knees in front of me and make me come on his tongue as I screamed out his name for the whole building to hear.

After that, he made me come around his cock a few more times while whispering in my ear what a dirty whore I was for letting him fuck me right here on this table.

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