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The color drained from his face, his arrogance cracking in the blink of an eye. He managed to choke out my name, a pitiful plea, before I let the knife fly.

And just like that, I closed the chapter on him, and on my old life, once and for all.

Epilogue

Katherine

A few years later

“You’ve been amazing,” I said, leaning toward my husband and brushing my lips against his. “They agreed to the new terms immediately. This expansion and new deal will double the wealth of our bratva.”

Damn, almost eight years had passed since we’d married, and it still gave me a special thrill to call him my husband. Before marrying Dimitry, the word had no importance to me, but now, it made me smile every time.

“I couldn’t have done it without you, kitten. You made them eat from your hand.”

I giggled when he grabbed my waist and pulled me onto his lap. Straddling his body, I traveled my palms along his broad shoulders and chiseled chest. His muscles jumped under my touch, and my inner slut perked up as I felt his cock twitching.

Damn, I loved knowing I still had this effect on him, even after so many years. With every passing day, I thought I’d fallen doubly hard for him, and I’d already been smitten with Dimitry even before our wedding.

After I’d ended Ivan, with Dimitry’s help, I’d secured my claim over Chernov bratva. A few months later, after my wedding, my father had decided to name me the head of Romanov bratva. Together with my husband, we’d brought our territories together, merging them into one.

Some of the other leaders hadn’t been exactly happy about that, considering it meant Zaytsev brava becoming too strong, but Dimitry had crushed them even before they could move. If he had been ruthless before, I could swear after our wedding he’d become even more vicious, making sure to always be two steps ahead of everyone.

He smiled as our gazes locked. I was sure he could see the love and admiration in my eyes, also reflected in his. I ran my fingers through his hair and pressed my lips against his, making out slowly.

Not once in my life, had I felt as loved, safe, and cherished as when I was with him. My body purred as he freely roamed his hands over me. My pussy hummed as Dimitry cupped my ass and gave it a squeeze.

“What do you say if tonight we go out for a date and celebrate the new deal, love?” he asked.

“That sounds amazing. But why wait until tonight? I think I might want to celebrate with my husband right now,” I teased.

Rolling my hips, I dry-humped him, his raspy groan sending shooting electricity along my entire being. Dimitry grabbed my hips and made me grind against him rougher. His cock throbbed, the sensation making my body zing to life.

“Whatever my wife wants, she gets,” he said with a laugh. “As if I could ever refuse such a sexy, wild kitten. Especially since she’s mine.”

My pussy clenched as he said the word, “Mine.” Fuck, I loved that about him, and knowing how much he desired me, evenafter so many years, was the biggest turn on ever. I teased him with another hump, winning myself a husky groan.

“Then what are you waiting for?”

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