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At his home.
“Have a good day, Gentlemen,” Gamble said, wanting to put space between them—just in case.
The men nodded.
Holding his hand, Gamble and Poe walked out of the stables, and headed toward the main home. Gamble had yet to be inside of it, but he knew it was big.
It was a castle, after all.
As they approached, there was a crest on the door, and Poe led him to it.
“Welcome home,” Poe said, sharing the estate with the man he hoped he was marrying. He wanted them to have a good life here.
Once in the door, Gamble stopped dead in his tracks.
Holy shit.
It not only looked like a castle, but it was a legitimate castle inside too.
That told him one thing.
Poe was rich.
Like rich-rich.
Chapter Three
Duke Of Gordon’s
Castle.
Their New Home
When Gamble came to a dead stop, Poe had to look over at him to see what was the problem. He wasn’t moving, and up to that moment, he’d been perfectly fine. Only, now, it was clear he wasn’t.
His face said it all as he was taking it in. Yeah, it was crystal clear that someone was overwhelmed.
Oh, well, he got that.
For.
Damn.
Sure.
Each and every single time he came into this castle, he was assaulted by what used to be, and how vastly different his life was now. Instead of having a staff wait on him back in America, he was mucking out stalls and taking care of his equine facility.
Here…
It was a whole different thing. Here, Poe was a different person, by birthright.
There was no doubt that Gamble was shocked by the wealth as Poe was assaulted by the ghosts of his past.
Maybe he’d been wrong.
There were ghosts.
It was obvious that this place had many of them, and that he was haunted.
