Page 207 of Rage

I was sure of it.

Especially if I always got to share this experience with four of my favorite people in the entire world.

“I love you,” I told them, quickly clarifying by saying, “I’m in love with each of you and have been for longer than I can remember. I’m not sure I’d even be alive if it wasn’t for the four of you and Mia. That’s the God’s honest truth.”

These men …Mymen. They would bleed for my father, but they’d burn the world for me, and that terrified me as much as it thrilled my soul.

“I love you too,” Darth stated first, pulling me to him in a kiss so invigorating, I moaned into his mouth.

“I love you more,” Key said next, cupping my ass and kissing me just as fiercely.

Seb took me out of Key’s arms and spun me around until my back was placed against his front as he whispered, “I love you most,” his kisses on my neck the perfect amount of sweet and sexy.

“I just love you,” Cash said last, grabbing me by the chin, his thumb teasing my bottom lip. “You already know that shit though.”

And I did. Through all the bullshit life tossed our way, my Solomon boys had been a constant beacon of support. Some people searched an entire lifetime to find their soulmate, yet I didn’t know what I had done in this world to get so lucky to have foundfourof them.

Thirty minutes later, Darth, Seb, and I fucked in Seb’s bedroom this time, while Cash and Key took care of Mo’s body.

Once they returned, I showered with Cash and Key, thanking them properly for bringing me such a precious gift.

Later that night once they were all asleep with two of them protectively on each side of me, I let the tears go that I had been holding in.

Tears of sadness.

Tears of appreciation.

Tears of …freedom.

It was because of the Solomon boys that I felt some of the chains around my heart melt away.

And it didn’t hurt that they were all dangerously sexy as fuck and cherished my pussy like she was made of gold.

Epilogue

Nyx

Two Months Later…

“Nyx, are you sure this is what you want?”

Although the question was simple, the fact that my father, Pharaoh, was asking me those nine weighted words made too many nerves clog my throat that I was unable to swallow down.

It was my choice to have Darth, Cash, Seb, and Key wait in the hallway while I spoke with my father, needing him to understand that I was a willing participant in this relationship.

While I loved the Solomon brothers, they were so over-protective that it didn’t matter that my father wasn’t a threat to my life. They would challenge him and lose their lives in the process if he even attempted to hurt me.

“Yes,” I stated confidently. “I want to marry all four of them.”

My father squinted his eyes in observation, clasping his hands on his grand desk before looking to his left, then right, at Uncle Saint and Uncle Jedidiah who worked closely with all four men that I loved. He could be seated like he was now, or standing. Regardless, Pharaoh Crowne still looked intimidatingas hell with his long dreads and imposing larger-than-life stature.

My anxiety calmed a bit when my uncles both gave a slight nod of approval, followed by my father voicing the sweetest words he could have said at the moment.

“You have my blessing to marry Darth, Cash, Seb, and Key. I’ll inform your grandparents and we’ll notify the rest of the Dark Trinity organization soon.”

Unable to contain my giddiness, I squealed, rushing over to him and giving him the biggest hug I ever had. His boastful laugh was music to my ears as he hugged me back before one of my uncles ushered my boys back into the room.

I rushed to them, my words a jumbled hot mess as I blurted the news before asking, “Can you believe it?”

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