Page 13 of Earn Me

His Cadence was the only one for him.

She was his everything.

And when her dazed eyes lifted up to his—-

Yours.

I'm yours.

Always.

What little of his control was left snapped, and Keiran surged into her with only one thought in mind.

Mine.

Mine.

Mine.

He pounded into her harder and harder. Faster and faster. And so damn deep that he reached all the way to her womb—-

"Keiran!"

She sobbed his name out as she started to come, and he was right behind her, the sound of his name on her lips causing his big, hard body to stiffen just before orgasm took over, and he was filling her with his seed in powerful bursts.

His wife curled against his chest, and Keiran could not remember anyone making him feel this tender...and vulnerable.

"I love you."

She mumbled the words as her eyes drifted shut.

But just as he was about to whisper the words back, it was then he heard something.

And he knew then and there they were not alone.

Keiran waited for his wife's breathing to become slow and even before carefully slipping out of bed and arming himself.

Across his house stood a woman who looked glaringly out of place in his middle-income neighborhood with her cropped top, tattooed belly, and a leather miniskirt that could easily pass as her underwear.

He had never seen her before this, but when she saw him walking towards her, the woman's expression turned to one of longing.

Ah.

Rule #1 for concocting cover-up stories: keep it simple, stupid.

And was there any easierkissthan an affair between two people?

She handed him a phone without a word, and Keiran took it.

"What game are you playing at?" Viktor's tone was cold.

"I'm in love with your sister."

"Fuck you."

"I'll protect her with my life—-"

"You mean you'll try. Because you can also fail, just like you failed in protecting the old man who raised you like a son."

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