Page 218 of Legacy
Said yes to being by my side.
She’s mine.
I glance at her.
She hasn’t said a word since we left.
Our fling five years ago was quiet. No one, but the men I had follow her knew about it.
No pressure. No audience.
Just us.
But now?
Now she’s supposed to wear my ring.
Walk into places like this with my name on her.
But it’s not truly public.
Notyet.
There was no wedding. No ceremony.
No show of power.
All things I need to correct.
Santo and Vasilisa? That was different. The world knows she belongs to him. It’s written in the deals made. The power traded. Our alliance.
Displayed.
Celebrated.
Damn it.
I should have moved her out here sooner, gave her the proper introduction as my wife.
Her voice breaks through my thoughts—quiet, cautious.
“Are you going to be okay?”
My jaw works.
I don’t look at her yet.
Because no, I’m not.
Not even close.
The words blurt out before I can think.
“Was he your Dom?”
A snort and then laughter spills from her lips.
“More jealousy brewingDon Amato?” she teases through her chuckles.
