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“I just want that bitch dead already. He’s obsessed with her when he should be with me.”She actually has the nerve to stomp her foot like a petulant child.

“Calm down, sweetheart. We’ll get rid of her and then get the marriage done before he knows what hit him. The contracts will be solid and you’ll be his wife, and I’ll get my hands on the fortune that was meant to be mine and not his. The little bastard.”

I overhear more than I should have. What the fuck? I want to kill the bastard, but it doesn’t make any sense. Why does my uncle want my fortune and me dead when he has his own and he could have gotten it years ago? Why didn’t my grandparents just leave it to him?

“Calm down, son. We’ll get him,” Black says, holding me down by my shoulder.

Anderson comes up with Cooper, and the agents arrest my uncle and Rachael. We walk up as they’re being hauled away and I wink at them, letting them see that I’m aware before shaking my future brother-in-law’s hand. “Thanks, Anderson.”

He only nods. We might have a rocky relationship, but I owe him for what he’s done. “Let’s drive and I’ll explain what Cooper found out,” Anderson says.

“Okay.”

On the way back to the house, Anderson explains the rest of what Cooper learned. “Apparently, you’re uncle’s a fucking dog. He’s been banging that slut for years since she turned twenty-two, and then you became legal and their plan went into motion.”

“What plan? They didn’t know about Lea.” I never shared Lea with anyone because she was mine and mine alone. No one deserves to get to think about her.

“No, but they knew you wanted someone. Besides, the attack on Lea wasn’t until you came to Chicago and they realized who she was. Any woman you were involved with would be a target. That’s not all, though.”

“What is it?”

“They wanted your money, so they wanted you to marry Rachael after she claimed she was pregnant, and then they were going to kill you, too.” The thought of how far they were willing to go just to get my inheritance was revolting.

Holy fuck, I was sick to my stomach.

At one point, Mr. Black pulled over so I could vomit. We arrived at their house, and I excused myself to the bathroom upstairs to rinse my mouth with some mouthwash because I couldn’t kiss my woman like this.

Someone knocks at the bathroom door, and I wipe my mouth before opening it. Smiling, I see my beautiful Lea. “Hello, gorgeous.”

“Hello to you.” She’s grinning from ear to ear, stepping into the bathroom and closing the door behind her while flipping the lock. Lea doesn’t kiss me. No, my future bride drops to her knees and grabs my belt. “I think you need something.”

“Your father is in the other room.”

“Yes, he and my mother went to have a talk,” she says with air quotes. “Now, I know what you need and what I do too.” I help her free my cock from my slacks, dick completely hard. She slides her tongue over the engorged length, moaning in the process.

“Be careful. I’m going to come quick.”

“Good. Give it to me. You owe me years of it, Jake.” She sucks me off, taking me deep until I explode down her tiny little throat. Lea stands with pride written in her face, grinning like she won something special. “Thank you.”

“No, I’m the one who should be thanking you. You should never be on your knees for me.”

“I love you, Jake, and I always will. Thank you for loving me for so long.”

“That’s easy. You’ve had my heart from the first time we met. I told everyone you’d be mine.”

“Are you feeling a little better?”

“I’ll always feel better holding you.” We exit the bathroom and thankfully, none of her family are nearby. We head downstairs, and her brothers are in the backyard grilling.

“Where is your father?” I asked Anderson.

“Didn’t you tell him Mom and Dad are ‘talking’?” He does the air quotes.

“Oh, you weren’t joking.” They don’t seem bothered by this at all, which tells me a lot more about Mr. Black than I already knew. He believes in romance more than I ever gave him credit for.

“No, my parents take their love seriously. My father came home very upset, which means they will be in there for a while.” So whenever he’s stressed, they fuck like bunnies. I’m suddenly going to love being a lawyer even more than before. My poor Lea’s going to be painfully sore, often.

“Yeah, he had a stressful day,” Anderson says, and then he grabs Lea and hugs her tightly, shutting his eyes and sighing. Yeah, I don’t know if we should tell her or just let it go because I don’t want to scare my bride. “I’m going to miss you when you move,” he mutters.

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