Page 170 of I Was Always Yours (RCA: Royal Crown Academy)

He looks me in the eye when he answers. “Yes.”

He knows that he doesn’t need to add any other flowery words to convince me. The depth of his love for her rings powerfully in that one syllable.

“Would you kill for my daughter?”

The ghost of a sadistic smile tugs at his lips. “I already have. Bring your guard back in if you need me to prove it.”

It’s my turn to steeple my fingers as I stare at him above my hands. If I think back to how devastated Six was when she called me to tell me about his betrayal, my hand itches to grab the gun and blow his head off.

But staring at him now, seeing him equally shattered by the loss of her, I choose mercy. It’s clear that he would do anything for her and that’s exactly the level of protection I need for my daughter.

I’m inclined to think my brilliant wife was right with this little experiment. These two were meant for each other and it seems like they’re finally about to work that out for themselves.

Plus, if he hurts her again, I’ll take care of him personally and that’s where the real fun will be.

“There is no other engagement.” I tell him and he exhales the breath he was holding, relieved. “She told me to break it off with you but she didn’t want a new fiancé. Sounds like she wanted to make you suffer.”

A pleased gleam shines in his eye along with renewed determination as he nods at me.

“Thank you.”

He heads for the door.

“Phoenix.”

He pauses and looks back when I call for him.

“You know what I do, I’ve made that clear. Unlimited access to weapons and the like.” My smile is sharp when I direct it at him. “I’ll aim every single one of those at your house and destroy everything and everyone you’ve ever cared about without a second thought if you hurt my daughter again. Do we understand each other?”

“That won’t be necessary. I’ll kill myself before I ever hurt her again.” With one final look, he exits my office.

A guard comes in after he leaves and waits for my order.

“I want everyone to train in whatever martial art that eighteen-year-old just used to incapacitate my Mossad-trained head of security. Get it organized and done.”

With a nod, he closes the door and leaves me with my thoughts.

“You can come out now,” I say.

Without making a sound, my wife emerges from the shadows of the hidden passageway and comes over to me. She sits on my lap, her entire ass fitting on one of my thick thighs as she buries her face in my neck.

“The guards?” I ask.

“They didn’t even notice I was gone.”

I groan in both arousal and frustration. “I think it’s time for a security overhaul.”

“So?” She asks, her voice breathy as she nuzzles my neck. “What did he say?”

“You were right.” I grunt, shifting my other leg to accommodate my hardening erection.

She purrs against my ear. “You know how much I love hearing those words from your mouth.”

I reposition her legs so she’s sitting astride me and palm her ass, my fingers digging greedily into her skin. She’s naked under the floor length robe she’s wearing, so this move reveals her pussy to me.

I tilt her hips, rubbing her pussy back and forth over my hard cock. “You know how much I love hearing you moan.”

I cup the back of her neck and bring her mouth down against mine. I part her lips with my tongue and spar hotly with hers.

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