Page 40 of Stolen Bride

“Whoa, beautiful. Careful.”

“Sorry.” I bend down and kiss his penis.

“It’s okay. You can kiss my cock anytime you want to say sorry.”

I swat his arm and shake my head. “When are we going?” I ask as I move my panties back in place.

“The second we adjust our clothes.” He fixes himself and then takes my hand.

“I need to use the bathroom first.”

“Lead the way.” We wash up, and then he takes me to the large back garden where all the fun outdoor activities are.

“How come I can’t ever come out here?”

“Without me? It’s too dangerous. Right now, my men have drones and cameras to survey any threats. As much as the land is protected, Rocco knows his way around the estate.”

“But right now we’re out here.”

“The compound is on complete lockdown for this. Besides, we have a lead on his movements.”

“Okay. Sorry. I don’t mean to pester.”

“Don’t apologize. We can’t stay outside for too long, though.” We take a trail along the house until we reach an open garden area, but it’s extremely hot outside today. As much as I love walking with him, I’m fighting the heat. I don’t want to complain, but I’m about to faint.

“Stella, what’s wrong?”

“Nothing.”

“Don’t lie to me. I hate liars.” Suddenly his voice is icy cold.

“It’s hot out here, if you can’t tell by my suddenly cherry-red face.”

“Well, you wanted to come out in ninety-five-degree heat after we just screwed like animals.”

“I didn’t know what the temp was. It’s not like I have access to the outside temps,” I remind him.

“Shit, I forgot.” He frowns. He takes my hand and kisses it before wiping the sweat off my forehead. “We can go for a swim in the pool.”

“It’s okay. We can cut this short. It looks like one of your minions is about to summon you.” He turns and scowls as Benz comes scurrying toward us. God, I hate that man for some strange reason.

“It better be important because my wife and I are spending some quality time together. Can it wait?”

“It can’t.”

“I’ll just take a shower. I’m tired anyway.” I walk right past him into the house, ignoring all the safety protocols because I don’t give a fuck anymore.

After my icy cold shower, Gracie stops by with a big old grin. “Hey, sis. What are you up to today?”

“Not a damn thing. I’m surprised you’re allowed out of the house. Isn’t it so dangerous right now?”

“Nope. I think my brother uses that excuse so you can stay put and his goons can keep an eye on you. I say we should head back to my house or do something else.” Immediately, I’m filled with jealousy.

“What do you want to do?”

“We can go to the movies or go shopping.”

I have an idea that flits through my head. “How about we watch a movie at your house, and then we head to his club later tonight?”

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