Page 22 of Recklessly In Love With A Ruthless Savage

I didn’t understand it back then. Too busy chasing power. Too busy thinking there would always be more time. Until there wasn’t. Until a bullet meant for me carved her out of my world. Until the best thing I ever touched bled out in my arms, whispering apologies for loving me too much.

I opened my eyes. The city blurred for a second, then sharpened. Nova wasn’t like Sabrina. She was harder, fiercer. But at the same time they both had the same delicate nature and hearts of gold. Sabrina had warned me. Don’t waste time, don’t hesitate and don’t leave the people you love unprotected. The bourbon stayed untouched as I stood, pacing to the window, staring out at the city lights. This marriage wasn’t romance. It was protection, armor for war if it came to it. I wasn’t about to lose another woman because I played by someone else’s rules.

I picked up my phone. Texted Janelle three words:

"Make it happen.”

And just like that…Nova Travers was about to become Nova Sanderson. My mind drifted back to Nova laid out under me.The feel of her soft lips and sound of her moans as she came undone for me were burned into my memory. I glanced at my tablet to the open app that showed me Nova sitting at her desk typing on her computer. I had cameras installed throughout the facility to keep an eye on staff and residents. Though I wouldn’t normally place cameras in the management offices I needed to keep an eye on Nova.

Whether she knew it or not she had become mine and I would do anything to protect what was mine. So watching over her is a priority. I watched her as she stopped typing and picked up her phone like she was about to call someone but stopped with her hand hovering over the call button. She sat for a few moments before finally hitting the call button and my phone rang. I almost knocked it onto the phone from how fast I picked it up to answer.

“Hello, " I said after putting it on speaker.

“I accept your proposal,” she said as a smile crept across my face.

“Really, what made you accept it?” I asked, knowing it more than likely had to do with the dirty things I did to her in her office a few days ago.

“I felt that it would be a good opportunity for me and Timberly. Who doesn’t want to live a soft life,” she lied. I could see her running her fingers over her desk probably remembering being fucked into it.

“Good. I’ll have my lawyers draw up the papers. We will need a public proposal so I’ll need you and your daughter’s ring and dress sizes,” I told her.

“Why would you need Timberly’s sizes?”

“I told you before I plan on being there for not only you but for your daughter. She’s just as much a part of this as you are. Therefore she will receive a ring to show her that I plan to be a father figure in her life from this moment forward. The dressesare for our engagement party that will take place following the proposal. My people will plan it for this Saturday at the venue that was used for the Gala.” I watched her breath hitch at the mention of the Gala like the memories of me being inside her plagued her dreams as much as they did mine.

“What do I tell everyone here? I’m not forthcoming with my personal life but most people knew that I was single.”

“Just tell them that we met months ago and kept our relationship private but now that we are taking it to the next level we are making it public. Simple.”

“What do I say when anyone asks us how we met?”

“People will talk no matter what but with both of us already being private people they can only make assumptions and nothing more.”

“Anything else I should know?”

“I expect you and Timberly to be ready to move into my estate after the party. I will have everything set up for your arrival to our home. If you need anything in particular send me a list and I will have it delivered. Other than that we will speak in detail after the papers are signed. Do you have any questions for me?

“Not really, this is just so weird. I thought that when I got married it would be a fairytale romance and my fiancé would sweep me off my feet,” she said as she sat back in her office chair with her head back and eyes closed like she saw it playing out in front of her.

“What does your dream wedding look like?" I asked her, and I saw her smile as she started telling me her vision of a fairytale wedding. I smiled, listening to her talk about the wedding that she dreamed of as a little girl. And with each word the desire for her grew because I wanted to be the man to give her all that she was describing to me. I took notes to make sure that I didn’t miss anything as she continued to talk and then an idea hit me.

“Are you free for dinner tomorrow night?” I asked after she finished her description of her fairytale.

“Yes, but I thought we were having an engagement party this weekend,” she asked.

“Yeah we are but I thought that I would take you out on a real date before I married you. Is seven o'clock good for you? I know you need to get Timberly situated first.” I smiled at the phone.

“What should I wear?”

“Don’t worry about it, I'll take care of everything. You just have to be ready. I’m glad you decided to accept,” I told her honestly.

“Me too,” she said, surprising me. We said our goodbyes and hung up before I started making plans for our date and this weekend. I called Del to help me with the setup for the date tomorrow since Janelle was already working on the engagement party. After that I contacted one of the high end boutiques in town to have a few dresses, shoe and accessory choices sent over for our date tomorrow. Once I had that taken care of I called the jewelers to pick out some pieces for our date as well as the engagement party for her and Timberly.

“Have you told Mr. Bruno that you found a wife yet?” Del asked as she hung up with the caterer.

We were sitting in our conference room going over last minute details for my date tonight.

“Nah not yet, he would be too excited. Demanding to meet her immediately. I want to ease her into everything before I introduce her and Timberly to the old man. He can be a bit much. You know grandchildren are all he talks about.”

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