Annushka may not have found her dad’s nose, but her dad found something of mine along time ago.
My heart. And that’s the greatest gift I could ever give him.
And exactly what he gave me in return.
“Love ya, Butterfly,” he says racing over and kissing me on the cheek.
“Love you, Artsy Artem,” I say and kiss him on the cheek.
And before I move my lips away I feel Annushka’s hand on my face and open my eyes and see she’s got both of our cheeks in her hands.
“You gonna steal my cheek now?” Artem asks.
She just giggles at her daddy and leans into a hug for her mommy, just as she so often does.
I hope she never grows up.
EXTENDED EPILOGUE
Alice
Five more years later
The door to Artem’s Artistry opens and I quickly move my shirt back in place.
I love looking at the ink he put on me last week. I now have everyone’s name tattooed on me.
There’s Artem, which is right over my collarbone as he first said he wanted to do.
And of course there’s Andrey and Anna, but over the last five years I’ve added Alina, Anton, and Anya.
Five children in ten years. That sounds pretty perfect to me.
And when you add in Artem and I that makes seven people. And my dad makes eight, and eight really is enough at this point, although I’m expecting my dad to propose to his girlfriend anytime now.
A man enters the shop and I show him the book of tattoos he can choose from considering he didn’t bring in anything with him.
He quickly starts commenting on some of my ink, making me a little uncomfortable, so I try to get the conversation, and his eyes, back on the book.
“What about something like that,” he says reaching out for my arm.
But just before his hand can clamp down on mine Artem’s hand wraps around the back of his neck pulling him back and to the floor.
“Don’t tell me you didn’t see my empress’s wedding ring,” he says.
“Sorry, I was looking at the book. Must have missed it,” the guy says.
“No you were looking at what’s mine, and if you don’t get your ass off my floor and back out that door in three seconds you’re going to be looking at the tip of my boot.”
The man wastes no time getting to his feet and the door shuts behind him.
“Thank you,” I say wrapping my hands around Artem. “But is that really necessary?”
“When a man tries to take what’s yours…even if it’s just a touch or a glimpse, you have to let him know right then and there you’re willing to fight to death for it. He has to know that you’ll go absolutely crazy to keep what’s yours yours.”
“So it’s kind of a strategy because if you give them an inch they might try and take a mile?”
“It’s not a strategy at all. I only put it into words because you asked. I don’t ever even think about it actually. It just comes naturally to me.”
“Well you know what words come naturally to me?”
“I love you,” he says, and it’s not a question.
“Hey! How did you know I was going to say that?”
“Because those are the same words that come naturally to me. All I ever think about is my family and how much they mean to me, how much I love them.”
“And how you’re willing to go to the ends of the earth to protect them.”
“Always, because they are mine. You’re mine. Always have been and always will be,” he says.
I go up on my tiptoes and we kiss. A big smile washes over my face and Artem gives me a look that says everything is perfect, but it looks like something a bit more even.
“What’s that look?” I ask.
“Your smile,” he says.
“What about my smile?” I playfully feign being angry and inquisitive at the same time.
“Your smile answers questions I haven’t even asked.”
I look into his eyes and a warmth washes across my body.
“I’m not sure what you mean, but that sure sounds beautiful.”
“You’re beautiful,” he says. “Now kiss me,” he demands.
And that’s exactly what I do.
The door comes open again and a young couple sticks their heads in.
“You guys open?” they ask.
“Come back tomorrow,” Artem says. “I have my most VIP client to attend to.”
The young couple smiles and nods before backing out the door.
Artem scoops me up with ease, my legs wrapping around his waist as he carries me toward the door.
He locks the door and slides the deadbolt shut before flipping the sign from “open” to “closed” and dropping the blinds.
“Alexander’s watching the kids all night right?” he asks in-between kisses.
“Uh huh,” I mumble in-between deep kisses in return.
“How many times have I claimed you with my hard steel cylinder?” he asks.
I can’t help but laugh as I count all the tattoos he’s given me.
“Six for all the names and another six more that I wanted.”
“So a perfect dozen,” he says as he lays me out on the tattoo chair and unbuckles his pants as I pull my shirt up and over my head.
“A perfect twelve,” I say.
“How about a different kind of dozen, from a different kind of hard steel cylinder,” he says as I see his cock straining to get out.
“Yes please,” I say as I unclasp my bra and watch as his eyes dart right to my chest. “I want the whole twelve…all of it.”
“Good,” he says as his cock springs free and I slide out of my pants.
“Because you’re going to get all of it because all of me belongs to you just like all of you belongs to me.”
I nod. “Exactly,” I say as now I’m completely nude and spread out ready for him and he’s nude too, looking down at me with a hunger that could easily result in our family growing by another member in nine months from today.
“Because you’re mine. Mine all mine,” he says as he mounts me and begins to claim me as he has so many times before.
Because even after ten years and five kids the most important number is one, as in us, as in unity.
And when he enters me the two of us become one in the physical sense, which perfectly matches the one we always are in the mental and figurative sense.
One with each other. One with our family. One with our love.
“I love you my beautiful, Butterfly. Always have and always will.”
“And I love you…my possessive Russian artist.”
“Now let’s make the most powerful kind of art that exists, together.”
“What’s that?” I ask as I feel the tip of his cock at my opening, framed by my lips as he leans in, his forehead against mine as he stares deeply into my eyes.
“Love,” he says as his lips gently come down onto mine and that twelve-inch hard cylinder slides inside me reminding me that I belong to him…forever and always.
“I love the way you love me,” I say.
“That’s because I love you so damn much. So so much, Butterfly,” he says.
And the nickname couldn’t be more appropriate because I’ve felt so beautiful and like I’m flying, soaring, ever since he first made the butterflies in my stomach flutter the first time he laid eyes on me.
And those butterflies haven’t stopped fluttering yet.
And I know they never will.
A MAN WHO KNOWS WHAT HE WANTS
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Book 3: Built
Book 4: Bambino
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Book 6: Leader
Book 7: Professor
Book 8: Burned
Book 9: Worldly
Book 10: Pistol
Book 11: Policed
Book 12: Driven
Book 13: Lucky 13
Book 14: Lumberjacked
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Book 16: Carpenter
Book 17: Italian Stallion
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Book 20: Billionaire’s Babysitter
Book 21: Cocky CFO
Book 22: Fireman’s Filthy 4th
Book 23: Mechanic
Book 24: SEAL’s Secret
Book 25: Police, Pooch, and Smooch
Book 26: Fireman’s Fake Fiancée
Book 27: Billionaire’s Virgin Ballerina
Book 28: Bitcoin Billionaire’s Babysitter
Book 29: Veterans Day Daddy
Book 30: Cowboy’s Christmas Carol
Book 31: Police Officer’s Princess
Book 32: Statham
Book 33: Bodyguard
Book 34: Greek God
Book 35: Billionaire Single Dad's Babysitter
Book 36: Mountain Man
Book 37: SEAL’s Justice
Book 38: Royal Romance
Book 39: Doctor Mountain Man’s Special Delivery
Book 40: Crocodile Dan D
Book 41: Mountain Man’s Secret Baby
Book 42: Doctor Bad Boy’s Secret Baby
Book 43: Cop’s Babysitter
Book 44: Nanny for the Cop Next Door
Book 45: Small Town SEAL’s Saving Grace
Book 46: Cop’s Fake Fiancée
Book 47: Billionaire’s Nanny
Book 48: Cowboy’s Babysitter
Book 49: Steamy
Book 50: Brother’s Best Friend
Book 51: Possessive Professor
Book 52: Firefighter’s Babysitter
Book 53: Soldier’s Secret Baby
Book 54: Ward’s Independence Day
Book 55: Doctor Next Door
Book 56: Possessive Policeman
Book 57: Coached by the MMA Fighter
Book 58: Boss’s Babysitter
Book 59: Virgin in New York
Book 60: Rock Star’s Baby
Book 61: Possessive Protector
Book 62: Possessive Australian
Book 63: Best Friend’s Brother
Book 64: Possessive Cowboy
Book 65: Summer Romanced
Book 66: Possessive Prince
Book 67: Lovers’s Enemy
Book 68: Cop’s Best Friend
Book 69: Possessive Firefighter
Book 70: Football Next Door
Book 71: Doctor December
Book 72: Possessive Canadian
Book 73: Blue Collar Billionaire
Book 74: Possessive K-9 Cop
Book 75: Possessive Brazilian
Book 76: Hockey Obsession
Book 77: Possessive Boston Irish American MMA Fighter
Book 78: Halloween Next Door
Book 79: Possessive Russian
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