Total pages in book: 24
Estimated words: 22327 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 112(@200wpm)___ 89(@250wpm)___ 74(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 22327 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 112(@200wpm)___ 89(@250wpm)___ 74(@300wpm)
"Kitten, you're gorgeous as always, but you know it's summer, right?" he says when I come back out from the closet.
"What are you saying?" I wrap the fur coat around me and stare at him. "This is what I mean about it not being easy to be a crime boss's wife. I have to wear these gaudy furs to play the part."
Salvador throws back his head and laughs as I run my hands down the faux fur. Although I'm okay with Salvador skinning people alive, I have a hard limit on doing it to animals.
"Fuck, I love you, kitten,” he says as he makes his way over to me.
"I kinda love you too," I tease.
“You sure you won’t be too hot?” He pushes my coat open before his hand goes to my small baby bump.
I didn’t know how badly I wanted a baby until I saw those two pink lines. As soon as I did, I burst into tears. It made all of this so much more real and wonderful.
“It is hot,” I admit.
“How about later when we get back home, I strip you naked and you put the coat on so I can fuck you in it?”
“That’s not the worst idea you’ve ever had.” I lick my lips as my body heats. We might have time before our dinner.
“All right, how about we stay home and you only wear the coat while I feed you?"
“Will you send the staff home for the night and we make it together?” The cooks are amazing, but moving around the kitchen with Salvador often makes this massive home cozier.
“You want girl dinner,” he asks with a knowing smile, and I nod. "Good, because I already did."
Growing up, I ate whatever was on the plate, and there wasn’t ever a choice. Now that I’m rich and have a fully stocked grocery store downstairs, I can make mozzarella sticks with popcorn as a side and chase it down with an orange juice. The choices are endless.
"You know me too well."
"And you love that."
He’s right, I do. It goes to show that he really does know me. He pays attention to all the details, knowing what I want or need before I do. This is why I know we're soul mates. It's only been a handful of months, and you'd think we've been together a decade. When it’s the right person, things just click into place.
"Let's get you naked then,” he says before sweeping me into his arms.
“Yes, then I can give you this appetizer I’ve made.” I wiggle my brows at him. “I’m talking about my vagina.”
“I know, kitten." He chuckles, bringing me down onto the bed. "Allow me the pleasure of unwrapping it.”
“If you insist.” I stretch out across the bed as I watch my husband make his way down my body.
I might not be as naïve and trusting as before, but to Salvador, I’ll always be his innocent captive.
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THE END!