by Naomi West
“You ever want to come out to Greece again, Fabrici,” I tell him and kiss him on the cheek.
“I’ll call you, my little turtledove,” he says and then reaches out for a quick hug with Kennedy. The two men have tremendous respect for one another.
We watch Patrizzio walk down the hallway and disappear into the crowd. None of the people suspecting that the well-dressed, handsome man beside them was once the baddest mob boss in the United States.
And the same is true for Kennedy, I realize as we board our own flight. None of the other passengers know that he was a hit man. I lay my head on his shoulder and fall asleep.
Kennedy sprang for a plane ride back to the island, to spare us both the ferry ride. But even so, it’s almost 24 hours before I’m bursting through the doors of the little whitewashed house.
Kennedy locks up after me and tosses our bags to the floor. He drags me to the blue sofa I’ve come to love.
“Row,” he says, holding my hand so tightly. “I want to raise our child near my mother and my sister and your father. I want our kid to have more family than he knows what to do with.”
Tears automatically fill my eyes. “I want to foster our kid’s interests no matter what they are. Science, art, poetry, cooking, I don’t care. I just want her to be passionate.”
He leans his forehead into mine. “I’m going to love you forever.”
My heart skips every beat for the rest of my life. “And back again.”
# # #
6 months later
Kennedy
“Careful. CAREFUL,” Row screeches at me from above.
“Honey, if you say that one more time, I swear I’m gonna ram this tiny ice pick through my own ear.” I look up into the eyes of my extremely pregnant wife and smile a threateningly sweet smile.
“I’m sorry!” she yells, shading her eyes. “But you’re the one who wanted to help and I told you I wasn’t completely comfortable with a civilian helping on my site and-”
“Got it!” Row’s father bellowed from across the site. “He’s coming out!”
Row is up like a shot and sprinting across the site, leaving me to scramble out of the six foot hole I’ve been standing in all day, slowly chipping away at pottery fragments.
I catch up with them the moment a heavy piece of machinery gently lifts out the tiny casket and lays it in the prearranged area. Professor Rourke takes the most delicate little brush and starts to brush the dirt off one of the sides. There’s ancient Greek letters lining the sides.
“Daddy,” Row gasps as she reads the Greek. She gropes behind her for my hand and I thread our fingers. “It’s him. It’s Iairos.”
Her father looks over at her and something is set free between them.
In that moment, I see our future. We’ll rebury Iairos alongside his sister and his heart. Perhaps when our baby can be there with us. My mother and Mara will be there too. My mom and Row’s dad had apparently gotten a little friendly when they were all holed up in Corfu. And now we were all living together in Greece. As close to Iairos as we could be.
There’s so much work to do before we can do that. All the cataloguing and order that comes with Row’s job. And then we’ll have to pack up and move again. On to wherever her next job will be. But that’s just life, I think as I slide an arm around Row’s belly. That’s the good stuff.
The baby kicks against my hand and she looks up at me, smiling, her eyes shining with tears of joy.
“I love you,” she whispers. And then smirking, “Master.”
I smirk back at her. Some of the stricter rules we’ve abandoned. But a lot of it has stuck. And it makes our sex life surprisingly simple. And deeply rewarding.
And actually, that’s the perfect way to describe every moment of my life with Row. Surprisingly simple. Deeply rewarding.
THE END
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Hitman’s Promise: A Bad Boy Mafia Romance
She’ll carry my baby as payment for her defiance.
I didn’t travel five thousand g*ddamn miles just to get knocked out and tied up by a girl.
As soon as I manage to get out, I’m going to have my revenge.
She’ll pay for this. She’ll pay with her ripe mouth, with her flawless skin, with her obedience.
That’s a promise.
I’m not a murderer – not anymore, at least.
But Rowena Davenport might make me go back to my old ways.
I’m here to bring her father back to the Esposito crime family. Apparently, the old man owes them lots of money.
Just before I can wrap things up, though, she gets the jump on me and chains me up.
Mired in this sh*thole of a basement, it seems like she has the upper hand.
But one look in my eyes and she knows that these handcuffs will not be enough to tame a beast like me.
We make a deal.
I’ll spare her father… in exchange for her.
Now, the sexy scientist is mine to do with as I please.
I drink in the sight of her naked body stretched before me and can’t help but lick my lips.
This will be fun.
But time is not on our side.
The Espositos have caught wind of my little bargain, and they’re far from pleased.
Men are coming now – men with pasts even darker than mine.
If we’re going to make it out alive, Row will have to answer one question:
Does she trust me?
DARK SEDUCTION: Millennium Mayhem MC
Felice thinks she’s using me, but she doesn’t know the first thing about what that means.
I’ll show her how it feels to be used.
To be touched and teased and bent over my knee, moaning for release.
It’s twisted. It’s wrong.
But I’m going to have her anyways.
FELICE
What they don’t tell you about a fall from grace is that it hurts like hell when you land.
I had everything – the perfect fiancé, the perfect best friend, the perfect life.
Then it all collapsed.
That rat bastard cheated on me and left my heart in flames.
So I took his car and clothes to the middle of the desert and set the whole mess on fire.
Eye for an eye, right?
And just then, right on cue, another opportunity for revenge rolled up on the back of a growling motorcycle.
Pierce Normandy is everything my ex-fiancé is not.
He’s rugged.
Cruel.
And sexy as hell.
I’ll use him to make my ex jealous.
It’s just a fling – nobody plans on falling in love.
What could go wrong?
PIERCE
I was a king.
President of a motorcycle club that no one in their right mind would dare f**k with.
I had women, riches, and the loyalty of every single one of my brothers.
Except for one.
My second in command stabbed me in the back and framed me for a murder I didn’t commit.
I had no choice but to leave it all behind.
I come across an angry little rich girl in the desert.
She looks like she’s got problems, but I’m not one to pry.
I offer her a ride back to her house, and in exchange, she gives me a place to stay for the night.
But Little Miss Priss thinks I’ll be the next tool in her revenge plot.
Think again, honey.
I’ve been used once.
I’m not going to let it happen again.
This time, we’re playing by my rules.
RIP ME: A Dark Romance
I’M ABOUT TO RIP HER TO PIECES.
What is a woman like her to a man like me?
Usable.
Disposable.
Cheap.
I’ve claimed hundreds of girls and I’ll claim hundreds more.
Most nights, I take home whichever hot little b*tch tickles my fancy.
A little fun, a little f*ck, and then boom – tossed aside.
Never to be seen again.
But this sure as hell isn’t most nights.
There’s no room for error, no time to relax.
There is only the job at hand.
When you’re in a line of work like mine, people don’t take kindly to mistakes.
In fact, screwing up this job is pretty much guaranteed to cost me my life.
Which is why I get so pissed when she walks back through the door.
She shouldn’t be here.
She shouldn’t have seen the things she saw.
Heard the things she heard.
But it’s too late now. In this life, there is no escaping the consequences of our actions.
She f*cked me up.
And now it’s time for me to do the same to her.
CUFF ME: A Dark Romance
If she wants to be a bad girl, I’ll show her how to do it right.
She’s sneaking out of her father’s house just as I’m breaking in.
She acts like a wild child, but I see right through that façade.
I know exactly what she is.
A princess. A snowflake. A precious little angel, naïve and untouched.
That won’t last long around me.
Besides, I have business to take care of.
Her bastard father, the town sheriff, stole something very important from me: a book of my MC’s clients.
If evidence of our “extracurricular activities” gets out, there will be hell to pay.
I can’t let that happen.
So what better way to make the sheriff keep his mouth shut than to hold onto his daughter as a bargaining chip?
She made it all too easy when she ran straight into my arms.
But if Cassidy wants a taste of the outlaw life, she better be prepared for a mouthful… in more ways than one.
I don’t do things halfway.
I won’t be content to kiss her and send her back home to Daddy’s house.
Not in the slightest.
If she’s going to step into my world, she has to dive in headfirst.
She’ll spill blood.
She’ll face fear.
And she’ll submit to my commands – Every. Last. One.
DARE ME: A Bad Boy Mafia Romance
Dare me, and I’ll break you.
She thought she could defy me and get away with it.
But I don’t give a damn if she’s a mafia princess or not – she’s under my watch, and that means following my rules.
I could care less how much she likes it.
As long as she’s my responsibility, I’ll teach her what to like.
I’ll tell her what to do.
I’ll make her see how pleasure lies on the other side of pain.
Welcome to my world, darling.
It’s dark.
It’s hot.
And as long as you’re here, you are utterly mine.
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