Page 67 of Revenge (Corrupt Empire 3)

I sighed. Time was ticking down and I couldn’t continue wasting it with John. I gave him a smile before turning away and walking back to my office. He didn’t call after me.

Ed and my uncle were still seated in front of my desk. They both looked at me with concerned expressions. I put my hands up as I sat back at my desk.

“Before you ask, I’m okay. I haven’t been feeling right since I got the flu, but I’ll go see a doctor or something if it carries on.”

My uncle nodded.

“Are you sure?”

“Yeah… Now, what did you want to talk to me about?”

The two of them looked at each other for a moment. I felt a sense of trepidation at their eager glances. I looked at the clock on the wall. Too much time had passed. Far too much. Any second my whole life would come crashing down.

Uncle Charlie turned to me, about to open his mouth when my office door was flung open. Ed and my uncle twisted around at the noise. I gripped the arms of my chair. Aiden stood there, his grey eyes dark and stormy. My heart thumped erratically in my chest at the sight of him.

He walked into the room with so much self-assurance, I let out a small squeak of surprise. Hell. My husband looked so deadly in that moment.

“Aiden…?” Uncle Charlie said, standing up and looking between the two of us.

Aiden completely ignored them, striding around my desk, taking my hand and tugging me to my feet. I stared up at him as he dropped my hand only to cup my face with both of his. His eyes searched mine for several moments. My breath caught in my throat. His fear and concern bled into me.

“What is going on?” I heard my uncle ask.

I couldn’t tear my eyes away from my husband. He commanded my full attention. My beautiful tattooed god. Every inch the man who stood up for me and protected me through thick and thin. As if I could ever look away.

Neither of us spoke, just staring at each other as if we were silently communicating.

Are you okay? Tell me you’re okay, princess,Aiden asked me with his eyes.

Yes. I’m okay now you’re here,I responded without words.

His grey eyes softened. I wanted to melt into him. To have him hold me and soothe away all my pain. He was all I ever needed.

He dropped his hands from my face, slipping one of his into his pocket. He grasped my hand and slipped my wedding ring back on my finger. I stared down at it and his own hand which held mine. Both our rings glinted in the harsh light of the overhead lamps.

He’d just made a declaration to my family.

I was his.

Legally Aiden’s girl.

His wife.

Mrs Avery Charlotte Lockhart.

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