Page 111 of Venomous Vows

“Wonderful.” I quickly lean up and place a kiss on his lips. “Thank you.”

I slide my tongue between his lips and begin to drag him into a sexy night for our wedding night, but Adrian gently bites down on my lower lip and groans.

“I need you to take care of yourself with this baby,piccola diavola. You’re a workaholic.”

I chase his lips when his cock twitches and brushes against my core. “I will.”

“You won’t,” he argues lightly. “I know you.”

“Well, if you let Celine come back?—”

“No,” he grinds out. “There’s no way in hell?—”

“She knew what she was doing, Adrian. I could have her run the show when?—”

“Fuck no.”

For now.

I still have my sights set on bringing her back because I know she needs the money and she’s one hell of a baker. It’ll take some time to wear Adrian down, but it’s definitely a mission.

“But who will work at the bakery if you want me home?” I croon, nestling our noses together. “It’s my dream.”

“Wife, I will hire you a line of bakers if that’s what it’ll take to get you in my bed at a decent time.”

“Does the same go for you?”

He rolls his eyes, but those mossy greens come right back to me. “If that’s what you want.”

“That’s what I want.”

He bends forward and places a kiss to my lips. “What else do you want?”

“Are we still talkin’ business or pleasure?”

“Whatever you want. Apparently, everyone tells me the woman makes the rules?”

I smirk. “Yes, but that’s not something you’re going to listen to.”

“I think you underestimate the power you have over me,piccola diavola. It’s annoyingly there.”

“I love that.”

His mouth descends onto mine again and he mutters, “What else do you love?”

“Today.”

“I can’t disagree with that.”

“The hopes for the future.”

“Mhm.” He coaxes my lips wider and I follow without thinking. The kiss is strong and slow, causing my thigh to squeeze his hips harder to get him to make a move. “I love you,piccola diavola.I’ve never wanted anything more than you.”

My whole body melts into the mattress as I kiss him back with fervor. Of all the men in the world, if you had asked me if Adrian was going to be the one, I would’ve told you to smoke another one. Adrian might be an asshole, but he’s mine and I wouldn’t change the way he is for anyone in the world. Nor the feelings I feel when I’m around him.

Cherished.

Safe.

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