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I roll my eyes. “Whatever and what do you mean he’ll set her free?”
“Do you know what it means for Andres Bishops to set you free? To take his protection off your head?”
I shrug. “I’m guessing you’ll have enemies but that’s nothing.”
Mikonos chuckles. “Idiot. It means you’ll be dead in less than a week. For someone like Natasha, his wife. Whoever thinks they must prove a point to Andres, they’ll do it through her but the fucked up part is, she won’t die. It’s like being tortured over and over but never really dying. She hurt the one thing Andres cares about in this world and that’s his daughter.”
“She can still hide or something with her money.” I say.
“What money? Natasha Bishops is broke without her husband. They were an arranged marriage too, ya know? Except her father traded her for his freedom and Andres liked her so it helped. But Natasha Bishops is doomed. Nobody will help her and go against Andres. If she is still alive when we go back, it means that Andres wants to kill her himself. She’s most likely hanging upside down right now until she’s about to pass out or die, then when she thinks it’s all okay, he will set her free. She already knows what will happen, she’s not stupid. So Andres Bishops keeps his word. Now, go to sleep and stop pouting like a fucking woman.” Mikonos says to me.
I glare at him. “I’m not pouting dickwad.”
Mikonos chuckles. “You are and it’s cute on you, like a little bitch.” He teases.
“I promise you, Mikonos, I will wipe the floor with your big ass.”
He throws his head back and laughs hard, knowing damn well the whole house can hear him. After he’s done, he rights his head shrugging. “You probably can. Heard about your father needing his jaw fixed.” He whistles as he nods, and walks off.
I shake my head at that, but a smile forms on my face. I walk back into the room and find Ainslee still sleeping. I climb into bed and pull her close to me. I’m grateful for her in so many ways.
“Hmm, you have clothes on, where did you go? You okay?” She asks.
I kiss her bare shoulder. “Yeah, baby, I’m fine. I’m sorry for getting mad at you earlier. It wasn’t personal.”
“I know, don’t worry about it, idiot. I’ll make you pay once I’ve had some coffee in my system.” She jokes.
I laugh. “You need to learn to be more of a morning person, pretty baby, I want to take you places where we can watch the sunrise.”
Ainslee groans.“Let me sleep, Jags.”
I kiss her shoulder again. “Come on, baby, I give coffee and sex. Wake up for me.”
She tries to swat me away, and I grind my covered dick on her ass. “Sleep then coffee then sex.”
I slap her ass. “You a mornin’ person yet, pretty baby?” I rub my covered dick over her ass one more time for good measure. This time, it’s me that’s groaning. “I’ll let you sleep, honey, but know that as soon as the sun rises, I will be balls deep in your pussy. I’m trying to show you my gratitude for letting me be your husband.”
Ainslee’s groan turns into a moan as I dip my hand lower, rubbing her clit slowly and gently this time. I loll her to bed with a sleep-induced orgasm. “You’re so gifted, Liam…” Are her last words to me, before she falls back to sleep.
Chapter 17
Jagger
For the next two days I wake Ainslee up early in the morning and I take her all the places I’ve wanted to take her. She grumbles all the way there but once she sees the sunrise; she does this little sighing sound and it makes me smile because I know she’s content.
Finally, we’re doing what we came here to do after the boat ride… dancing. Oran and I decide that we’ll leave the girls to get ready. We’re over it. I open our bedroom door and Ainslee is doing Karessa’s makeup. Ainslee’s makeup is done and she looks like she wants me to fuck up our plans. I narrow my eyes at her. She peers up at me through her lashes. Everything she does on her face compliments her giving more attention to her eyes. I eye her up and down. she’s not dressed yet, she’s only in a tank and shorts.
“I’ll give you guys a second,” Karessa says.
Karessa is beginning to grow on me even more;she can always read a room.
Ainslee snickers. “Okay, but hurry, we’re still filming.”
Karessa looks just as stunning. My poor best friend is going to blow a gasket.
“You look beautiful, Karessa. I apologize in advance for my best friend after he sees you.” I say to her.
She chuckles. “Thank you.”
