Page 214 of Intense
I love my job, yes. But there was always something missing. Life was always a little dull. Until I fell madly in love with Finn. The pieces are finally fitting together. We make each other whole.
“I understand, sir.”
“Good girl.”
He opens the metal door and leads me through a dark corridor. Then it’s like stepping foot into another world.
A mansion that’s elegant, with glittering chandeliers, neutral tones, tasteful wallpaper, polished wood, and plants thriving in corners.
He has fucking plants.
Not just a house. A palace. A home.
We stop at one door, and Finn carefully unwinds Nyx from his throat, placing her into a room that looks like paradise, with glass tanks, heat lamps, and no way for her to escape. She’s safe. She belongs here.
We head down the grand staircase into the living room.
“Wow. Finn. This isn’t what I expected.”
He strides to the kitchen and puts coffee on. I’m still spinning, taking it in. The air smells divine. The place is spotless.
I’d pictured a cold bachelor pad. A shell. Not this.
“What did you expect? Zebra print walls and some inspirational quotes? Something like,Only you can be the one to make it happen?” he mocks.
I bite my lip to keep from laughing.
“Yeah, something like that. Or a gold toilet. Rich boy,” I tease.
He chuckles.
“Who says I don’t have that? Gotta waste my money somehow.”
My mouth drops.
“Shut. Up. No, you do not.”
He hands me my coffee, and I smile; it’s perfect, oat milk and a sprinkle of sugar. Exactly how I take it.
“Thank you.”
He nods, then gestures with his cup.
“Go on, explore. This place is your new home.”
I nearly choke, almost spitting onto his pristine rug.
“Excuse me?”
He tugs me into his chest, his fingers biting into my waist.
“My wife will live with me. You want this, right?”
I stare into his eyes, the fight bleeding out of me. We are a team. That’s how it was always meant to be.
“Sounds fun. Roomie.” I wink.
A growl rumbles from his chest, his grip on my hip hardening.
