Frown firmly placed.
“What do the Amatos even need it for?”
He chuckles, amused by my frown. His thumb brushes gently over my pout.
“They gave it to Maksim Korsakov. He’s been gunning for it since I got it. Now he has it…”
His gaze softens.
“And I have you. I win.”
He smiles, but his eyes are sad.
“Okay,” I breathe, my mind already made up as my lips brush against his skin. “But we areneverbuying from La Serenata again. Those bastards don’t deserve our money.”
War chuckles, the vibration rumbling through his chest and into mine, his breath warm as it stirs my hair.
“Ourmoney? Calling them bastards?” He pulls back just enough to meet my eyes. “My, my, OliviaLynn.You are spendingfartoo much time with me.”
I laugh softly.
“And I’ll spend every second of my life with you.”
And I will.
I vow it to myself, silent and fierce.
We’ll get the Parker Building back someday.
Noah’s legacy. War’s sacrifice.
I don’t know how yet. But I’ll fix it.
For the man who has given me more than I could have ever imagined and asks for nothing in return, but love.
It’s my turn to do something grand. For us. For love.
For him
Chapter fifty-five
Olivia
Two Months Later
Being back feels good.
Even with the little eye in the sky watching me from the door.
I glance up at the camera mounted above the office entrance and give it a lazy wave.
“My voyeur,” I mutter, shaking my head with a fond smile.
The man who gave up the most important thing in the world for me.
My heart aches. The Parker Building.
It had become something to me.