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Marcellus stared at her as he finished drying off. She was that same feisty lady she was eight years ago. The one that rocked his world even for that short amount of time they were together. And even in his hour of need, she wasn’t changing. He loved that about her, but disliked that about her too. Because he could be unyielding like that as well. They were going to have some battle royales in that department, he was certain of it.
Was she worth it?
Without question.
He tossed the towel over a chair and went and sat on the edge of the bed beside her. He loved seeing her in one of his dress shirts. She looked so sexy in it that he went hard just seeing that. So hard that his penis stood up.
When that happened he took her hand and placed it on his hard rod. And she knew what to do.
While she was doing that, and he was moaning from it, he unbuttoned the shirt she wore, opened it wide, and began brutalizing her breasts with kisses and sucks that had her arching. Then she removed her hand as he went down further, opening her legs.
He was doing her so hard and with such skill that she had moved halfway across the bed in their passion.
And then he moved on top of her, and entered her, and held her.
They made love for nearly half an hour. It was slow and sweet and filled with so many emotions that they both could hardly contain them.
For Marcellus, it was all about releasing the stress and tension that not knowing where his daughter was laying her head that night brought on him. He needed that release badly. Because every time he thought about that horrid situation, Savannah’s body brought him back to sensualness. To love. To that craving and thirst he now had for her and never wanted to quench.
For Savannah, it was all in the execution. He knew how to do her unlike any other man ever had. He gave her great love. The best she’d ever had. And as she held onto him as he continued to pump his love deep inside of her, she closed her eyes in reverie. It was nowhere near an ideal situation for them. Every time they’d made love it was under trying circumstances. And it was still this good? She could only imagine how great it was going to be when they were married and happy and together forever!
Wait a minute.
Married?
Where did she get that from?
That man had only just made them a couple, and already she was picking out a wedding dress and measuring curtains for her overhaul of his house? It was ridiculous.
But Marcellus was wondering the same thing. He leaned up as he continued to do her, and looked at her beautiful face. He had never been able to imagine any woman as Mrs. Marcellus Drakos. Until he met Savannah eight years ago. And until now. She was the one. As he continued to do her, he knew beyond a shadow of a doubt that she was the one.
And that changed having sex, which he’d had all his life, to making love. They made love.
And when they came, they came together. As soon as he could feel her vagina throbbing even harder against his penis, heknew she was having a major orgasm, and just the thought made him cum right along with her. He held her tightly as they came.
After they came, they were both exhausted. But instead of collapsing on top of her, he rolled onto his back and rolled her on top of him. And covered them up. Where they remained, fast asleep, for hours.
Until Scottie notified Marcellus that they had some information.
CHAPTER THIRTY-SEVEN
Kalayna sat in a chair in the middle of the room with her hands tied behind her back and both feet tied too. A bomb that detonated by remote, according to the man that placed it there, was strapped to her lap. She had cried all day long. Now it was after midnight and she hadn’t slept a wink. Just watching a bomb that she knew could tear her to pieces was too much for her.
But after a day and half the night of nothing but fear and nightmare scenarios running through her head, she was mad. Not angry. She was mad!
“What did I ever do to you, Zee?” she asked the man that was standing across the room smiling at her. “When Olivier and Freddy didn’t want to promote you to department head, I was the one that spoke up for you. And when they wanted to demote you for unsatisfactory leadership, I was the one who stopped them. I’ve always advocated for your retention in the upper echelons of my father’s corporation. And this is how you repay me?”
Zorbo Lay began clapping his hands. “Nice speech.”
“You bastard!” Kalayna said. “You won’t get away with this.”
“Why not? What’s going to happen to me? Is your father going to ruin my life the way he ruined Bob Grishom’s life? The way he ruined the lives of everybody that deigned to speak up to him and tell the truth about his cost-cutting measures and that JABA MAX switch that everybody knows is fatally flawed?”
“That switch is not flawed and you know it. And Robert Grishom knew it too. How can you kidnap me and try to destroy my father based on lies?”
“Lies?” He was angry. “What do you mean lies? It’s not lies! Those Drakos planes are unsafe! And I had to prove it.”
“By sabotaging them? How did you do it, Zee? Your department is in charge of the JABA Max switch. What did you do? Did you replace them with defective switches?”
