Page 79 of Stolen Vows

Leo rolls his eyes, but she ignores him as she struts into the room, giving me a once-over.

“You look like hell, puppy.”

I smirk. “Thanks,Mommy.”

Leo stiffens at my side.

Genevieve comes to my side, perching on the opposite edge of the bed, and pulls out a medium-sized purple box. She pushes it toward me, undoing the ribbon at the top. “That being said, I’m glad you’re alive. Otherwise, this would’ve been completely useless.”

The box’s sides fall open as she removes the ribbon, revealing a smaller glass case and bright, almost-amethyst petals. My mouth drops in a gasp, and I reach for it, excitement thrumming inside me.

“Oh my God! How did you get this?”

“Grabbed it from Frankie when I realized he wasn’t acting like himself. Figured he’d drank too much and didn’t want to risk him losing it… I didnotthink he’d been poisoned. Although that’s just another day in the life, huh?”

Neither of us says anything. I grab for the box, but she pulls it back, just out of my reach.

“Whoa, not so fast.” She points a manicured finger at me. “I have one condition if you want this flower.”

“Of course you do.” Leo sighs.

She gives us both a seductive, wicked grin and places the orchid directly in my lap. Then she turns to him and sucks in a deep breath before releasing it slowly. Like she’s building up the confidence for her request.

“I want you to kill my husband.”

EPILOGUE

STELLA

“Leo. We shouldnotbe doing this here.”

My husband’s scarred hand fists the soft cotton fabric of my dress as he slowly guides my hips atop him. The friction from my panties and the thickness of his erection has me salivating, desperate to let him have his way.

Despite being in the back of a rented town car, where the driver up front sits oblivious to Leo’s deviant ways, parked outside my sister and brother-in-law’s condominium. In the few short months since Leo fulfilled Genevieve’s demand, he’s permanently rejoined my world, fitting himself into my life more seamlessly than I’d imagined, and I’ve learned that location doesn’t matter to this man.

He’ll fuck me in the back of a packed movie theater or in the restroom at the Glass Tower—the nightclub he bought and is working on re-opening, now that we’re settled in an apartment without Valerie.

I know Val’s happy to have the place to herself now, considering how insatiable Leo’s proven to be.

Most of the time, I don’t mind his passion—it helps chip away at the pesky insecurities I’m still working on, and Ireallylikefucking him. But most of the time, we aren’t about to enter a lion’s den.

His fingers slip between my slick flesh, parting me and finding my clit. I tense, grabbing his arm and the door as sparks of pleasure ignite within me.

“You want it though, don’t you, baby?” he whispers in my ear, his breath warm on my skin.

“Yes, but my sisters are waiting?—”

“We’ll be quick.” His middle finger travels lower, curling and then pushing inside me, and he catches my gasp with his mouth. “Need something to take the edge off from meeting your in-laws.”

I roll my eyes but reach under me to undo his fly anyway. “Liar. You’re not scared of my sisters’ husbands.”

He speeds up his pace, adding another finger, and the sounds of my arousal are loud in the vehicle. I blush fiercely.

“What if they don’t like me? Or the fact I married you without telling them?”

“Both my sisters got married without asking my approval.” I pant, fishing his cock out and grinding along its length. “They’ll be fine.”

“Better get in a last fuck anyway. Just in case.” With that, he withdraws his fingers and lines himself up, filling me slowly.

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