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When the lawyer told us what he had discovered, Ares and I came to the same conclusion: from the beginning, she was in cahoots with Edgar Hazen. Perhaps the exchange was even her idea.

We will never know, and now, it doesn't make any difference anymore.

I hear a knock on the door, and I smile before it opens, because I know who it is. My friends and the kids just left, so it could only be Hades.

"Ready?"

I nod, go over to where he is, and hug him. He goes rigid, and my heart cracks with sadness for my brother-in-law who doesn't allow himself to “feel.”

"I will never understand why you chose me to walk you down the aisle, Serenity."

"Because when I needed you, along with your brother, you were my hero, Hades."

After the episode on the Kostanidis Group rooftop, which resulted in Elmer's death, Hades and I became close. At my insistence, of course.

I've noticed that even when he’s with his family, he seems lonely, and I know too much about loneliness to ignore his.

"You are ours to protect," he says.

"And to love?"

He doesn't answer me. He offers his arm and leaves the suite with me, heading to the altar set up on the beach, to hand me over to his brother.

I see Ares approaching, and as always happens, my heart skips a beat. The certainty that within a few minutes my “forever” will begin leaves my body shaking in anticipation.

Before my fiancé reaches us, Hades bends down and says, "I'm not capable of loving, Serenity."

"You are wrong. You have a lot of love inside you, and one day, a lucky person will receive it."

He doesn't answer. With his usual serious face, he kisses my forehead and hands me over to his brother.

"Ready to be my owner?" I joke, because it costs nothing to tease my bossy Greek.

But Ares, being who he is, doesn't let it go. "Ready to make my ownership official. You were always mine."

Ares

EPILOGUE 2

She wantedto stay on the island.

We could travel anywhere on the planet, but Serenity chose Greece for our honeymoon. She told me that her best memories are here.

As I watch her come out the bathroom and walk towards me, completely naked, I wonder if I will ever be able to react less voraciously to the sight of my wife ready to give herself to me.

I get up, meeting her halfway, the desire already completely out of control, like an avalanche that can't be stopped. My body is tense, the muscles transmuted into steel.

I cup her face and run my thumb across her lips. Serenity separates them, taking my thumb between her teeth, licking the tip, teasing.

I reach into her hair, twisting it in my fist; keeping her still, I attack her lips.

Small fingers touch my jaw; breasts rub against me.

I slide my other hand up her ass, groping her pussy from behind. I brush her entrance, and she gasps, moans, and when I take her mouth, she responds to my kiss eagerly.

"You are delicious. I'll fuck you like you deserve the second time, but now, I want to fuck you hard.” I take her to the bed and make her bend over, her face on the mattress, her ass facing me.

I squat down and suck from her pussy to her ass, which I have taken countless times and which gives me as much pleasure as her sex.

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