The Tycoon's Temporary Bride: Book Four
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“No, cara. We are Mom and Dad,” Arabella said, her brown eyes twinkling with happiness.
“Two new dads and one new mom in one day. What more can a girl ask for?” Tashi said, handing her birth certificate to Alessandro. “I have a father. You can query him about my ancestry to see if I’m good enough for your son.” She shared a big smile with her dad.
Without even glancing at the certificate, Alessandro placed it on the dining table, and clasped both hands to Tashi’s cheeks. “Sei la cosa migliore mai accadere a mio figlio. E non mi interessa se vi erano di legno intagliato e Geppetto è tuo padre. Ti amo, figlia.” He kissed her full on the lips.
Tashi had no idea what he said, except that he loved her. That was all she needed. “Ama anche tu, papà.” She kissed him back.
“Hmm, a quick study,” Arabella murmured, smiling at Tashi.
“In everything, Mom,” Adam said, winking at his mother. He pulled Tashi into his arms and bending down he covered her mouth in a long sweet, shameless kiss while the family cheered them on.
Then Prudence came in to inform them that breakfast was ready, followed by a maid, carrying a pair of Tashi’s sandals, which she helped her slip on. It was a beautiful Sunday morning so they were mangiare fuori on the terrace.
“You ladies go ahead. We men need a moment,” Alessandro said.
Arabella placed her arm around Tashi’s shoulder. “Come on, cara, we have a lot of catching up to do and vacations to plan.”
As soon as the ladies were out of earshot, Alessandro fished two photos from his pocket and handed them to Adam. “These were the photos Sheikh Armad had of your wife. I spoke to his father. You’ll have no problems from him.”
Adam’s hands trembled as he gazed at the first photo of Tashi in white shorts and a blue blouse, standing on the steps of the MET in New York City. The second photo was a headshot. She stared back at him through smiling, innocent eyes. Under different circumstance, Adam’s heart would have skipped a beat as he gazed at her. But thoughts of where those photos had been, and the reasons they’d been taken filled him with disgust. He fisted them in his palm, and tossed them into the unlit fireplace. “Thanks, Dad. Sheikh Armad was next on my list.”
“I’ve saved you the trouble.”
“And we’re working on getting the girls that were abducted and sold to him back home,” Paul told Alessandro. “The FBI, and several other organizations are launching a global campaigned to stop this heinous crime against women and children. It’s a never-ending war.”
“But we’ll never give up,” Alessandro said, as they began to follow the ladies down the corridor at a leisurely and safe distance. He turned to Adam. “It seems we’ve expanded into the jewelry business, hmm.”
“Not for long, Dad. Not for long. I’m dismantling the company. In good faith and out of respect, I’ve offered Mr. and Mrs. Forsythe a substantial retirement with strict stipulations in place. It will become null and void if they extend as much as a penny to their daughter, whom I’ve instructed them, has to move out of the family home. She’ll either have to marry into money, or work for a living like the rest of us. As for the employees, I’m making arrangements for them to find work elsewhere.”
“What will you do with the empty lot?”
Adam smiled. “I know of an emerging computer company that could use the space. McCall & Co. Computer Services. I hope you’re not too disappointed that this buy-out is a total loss.”
“Well, you win some and you lose some. All for a good cause.” Alessandro squeezed Adam’s shoulders. “You are truly my son. I’m proud of you, Adamo. Now, when will I be bouncing my first grandchild on my knees?”
“Our first grandchild,” Paul corrected from Adam’s other side.
“In eight and a half months, my wife just informed me,” Adam said, his heart racing and his flesh warming as he looked at his mother and his wife—the two most important women in his life—walking arm in arm in front of him.
The grandfathers-to-be slapped Adam on the back. “Congratulations, son,” they said in unison.
“And I hear there’s a grand wedding in our future. Four brides for four grooms,” Alessandro continued.
“Yes, sir,” Paul relied. “And I cannot wait to give my daughter away to my dearest, most trusted friend.” He squeezed Adam’s shoulder.
“It’s an honor and a blessing to have her, Paul. Thank you for creating her, and for sending her to me.” Adam threw his arm around Paul’s shoulder. He really loved this man.
“Have you told your wife why your mother and I are in Granite Falls?” Alessandro asked as the butler opened the door that led to the porch.
Adam smiled. “Later, Dad, I’ll tell her of your generous gift to take over the company for a whole month while we honeymoon on L’isola di Andreas in the Mediterranean.”
Satisfied, Alessandro turned his enquiries to Paul as they descended the steps to the terrace. “Paul, I heard on the news that Boris Sokolov and his accomplice, a Leon Tidwell, were fatally shot while trying to escape arrest from the local police, last evening.”
“That’s exactly what I heard, too,” Paul replied, matter-of-factly.
“Hmm. And where will the rest of that organization be vacationing after their trials?”
“As soon as I get the word, I’ll let you know, Alessandro.”
The End
EPILOGUE
One year later on a rainy night.
From the door of the nursery, Adam watched his infant son nursing at his mother’s left breast, his little pink mouth clamped tight, and a smile of sheer joy was spread across his ruddy little face. Adam knew exactly how he felt, the pleasure he was getting from sucking at her breast.
Adamo Alessandro Christopher Andreas, The Third—Alex—for short, was a beautiful healthy boy with dark curly hair and his mother’s gorgeous, emerald eyes—exactly as he’d seen him in Tashi’s eyes. “Didn’t I predict our firstborn would be a boy?” he asked, walking over to tower over his little family.
“Yes,” Tashi said, smiling up at him. “And now Mom and I have to redo the nursery,” she added, glancing around the room with silk wallpaper with little ballerinas in tutus floating in midair. “Michelle and I should switch nurseries.”
“You ladies tried to prove me wrong. Perhaps you’ll believe that our second bundle of joy will be a gorgeous baby girl with red hair and blue eyes.” Adam knelt down on the other side of the nursing chair. He leaned over and kissed his son’s cheek as he removed his chubby little hand from his mother’s right breast and clasped it in his own.
Adam swore the boy winked at him as he slipped the forefinger of his other hand beneath the strap of Tashi’s white cotton gown. They’d played this game of “suckling from the fountain of love” many times before, and they would be playing it for many more months in the future. It was a game they all enjoyed.
Adam held Tashi’s gaze as he eased the strap down her shoulder until her rosy nipple and full delectable breast, bursting with nourishment, was in full view. His mouth watered as he felt the familiar stirring in his groin. “Hmm,” he said, dipping his head to close his mouth over her juicy bell of love.
“Oh, God,” Tashi moaned as a series of shocking waves ripped through her abdomen and settled into the core of her womanhood. She tightened one arm around her son and the other around her husband and gave herself over to the pleasure of feeding them her love…
TRANSLATION PAGE
FROM THE DESK OF ANA E ROSS
Dear Reader,
I hope you enjoyed following Adam and Tashi on their journey to love and Happily Ever After in The Tycoon’s Temporary Bride. I also hope that you enjoyed visiting with all the characters from the three previous books—especially, Erik and Michelle, Bryce and Kaya, and Massimo and Shaina, along with all their little ones.
I did have a lot of fun writing these stories, as they were told to me by the characters, and I’m very sad to see them go. But who knows, we may see them again...
Thank
you for hanging in there with me. These stories wouldn’t be successful without you.
Blessings,
Ana
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OTHER WORKS BY ANA E ROSS
Billionaire Brides of Granite Falls Series:
The Doctor’s Secret Bride – Book One – May 2012
The Mogul’s Reluctant Bride – Book Two – May 2013
The Playboy’s Fugitive Bride – Book Three – February 2014
Short Stories:
Her Perfect Valentine Birthday Surprise
The Brit Who Loved Her
When Amber Got Her Groove Back
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