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“Yes–” I breathe, moaning as he slams into me again, the water splashing around us as he looks down at me, jaw clenched as my over-sensitive body shudders with pleasure, so much sensation taking me quickly to the edge again, to a place where all I can do is come over and over for him, until he lifts me up onto the edge of the pool, pushing me backward so that I’m flat on the tiles, pinned beneath him as he slams his cock into me hard and fast, groaning as he fills me up with his cum.

It’s not until we’re sitting at our private table on the deck for dinner that I have a chance to tell him the secret I’d been waiting to share. Mikhail pops the cork on a bottle of champagne, and as he goes to pour me a glass, I shake my head, a smile spreading across my lips as he looks at me in momentary confusion, and then his eyes go wide.

“Wait–Natalia–”

I nod, emotion welling up and choking me until I can’t speak for a moment, my heart in my throat. “Yes,” I manage finally, feeling my eyes mist over. “I’m pregnant again.”

“Oh my god–” Mikhail is up out of his seat in an instant, pulling me out of mine as he reaches for me, holding me against him as he kisses me. “I’ll get to be there this time. I–”

He pulls back, staring at me, his eyes misty too. “This is the best gift you could have ever given me,” he murmurs softly. “I hope we have a daughter, this time.”

“I thought of a name already,” I tell him wistfully, smiling through the tears. “Mila, after my mother.”

“It’s perfect.” Mikhail kisses me again, long and slow and deep, cradling me against him. “You are perfect,kotenok. Our life is perfect, our family–it’s everything I never dared to dream of. You are everything to me.”

“And you are to me.”

I kiss him again, as he whispers against my lips how much he loves me, our dinner forgotten as he picks me up and carries me back to bed, hands gentle against my skin as we lose ourselves in each other, in love, in a happiness that we could never have imagined.

The past disappears, lost in a future that’s so much more than either of us could have ever dreamed.

A future that we’ve chosen–for each other.

Forever.

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Savage Assassin, Book 1

Elena

In all the years I’ve known him, my father has rarely ever raised his voice.

It’s terrifying to hear him raise it now. Especially to my mother.

I’m crouched outside the heavy wooden double doors that lead into his office, listening as they argue. It feels even worse than a normal argument, because they’re arguing about me.

“This is real danger, Lupé,” I hear my father say, his voice low and urgent. “Diego isn’t going to stop. He’s notevergoing to stop, not until he’s dealt with or we give him what he wants. We’re on the verge of all-out war–and I refuse to give him my daughter.”

“Ourdaughter,” my mother hisses. “This is Isabella’s fault. The match was perfectly suitable; it just wasn’t what she wanted. She ran off with that Irishman, all because of her selfish decisions, and now we’re left to pick up the pieces.Elenais left to pick up the pieces.”

A jolt of fear pierces through me. I don’t fully understand what she means, but I can feel the tension in the air, seeping out from the room until my stomach feels like a series of cold knots, my heart beating hard in my chest.

“You are right about that,” I hear my father say tiredly. “Diego wants her to make up for losing Isabella. But I’m not giving in to those fucking demands. He can’t have her. It’s not an option, no matter what he threatens–”

“You might consider that it’s possible to make it work.” My mother’s voice is taut and haughty, the tone I’ve always heard her use when she’s insistent that she be listened to. But I can hear a thread of fear in it too, and I know she’s scared.

We’reallscared. Ever since Isabella left, it’s been nothing but fear. We all heard how Diego sent her to the bride-tamer for her insolence, for how she’d refused to give in to him. It had only been a few days later when my father had received the first threat from him, and we’d found out that she’d escaped.

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