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Page 156 of Angelic Vengeance

If you get me pregnant,I’ll slice your dick off with a machete.My girl had a way with words.

We both wanted kids in the future, but we were nowhere close; her more than me. There were several things she wanted to do before that and I respected it. We had nothing but time. When we had kids, it would be on her terms.

Still, the gold ammo I’d carried religiously for the past three years, had now been replaced by a diamond ring.

I squeezed the red box in my pocket.Soon.

“Hey, handsome.” My back was leaning against the bar when Maria stepped between my legs and ran her hands down my white, slightly unbuttoned shirt, before fisting the open collar. It was the same material as her dress – which I chose on purpose. “Are we really gonna be that couple that matches outfits?”

A deep chuckle rumbled in my chest as I snaked a hand around the back of her neck, pulling her into me until my lips brushed hers. “And the couple that can’t take their hands off each other.”

My hand went into her hair and I captured her top lip between mine, kissing her with a sweet pull. Her tits pressed against my chest, her hands held onto my abs for support, and that breathymmmnoise escaped her, wrapping around my heart and tugging.

Pulling back, I wiped my thumb over her bottom lip. “I got you something.”

When I pushed off the bar, she stepped back as I retrieved the gift from my back pocket. Grabbing it from my hands, she gave me a mischievous smile which I matched.

Using her sharp nail as a knife, she sliced open the envelope and began going through the acceptance letters.

She had mentioned wanting to go back to school, but the process was too overwhelming; she didn’t know where to start. So I did it for her. A couple of phone calls andMaria could start at any college in the city next week – a bachelor’s degree with a foundation year since she never got to finish high school.

When she looked up at me, her eyes were glossy. “You did this for me?”

“I’d do anything for you.”

She stepped forward, wrapped her arms around my body and pressed her face into my chest. “Me too. You know that, right?”

I did.

Pulling her in closer, I nuzzled my face into her neck as her arms wrapped around my own. I kissed her exposed shoulder when her nails scratched my nape. “Te amo.”

“Te amo,Zach. Para siempre.”

I stared into her siren, green eyes and felt the utmost peace. “Y siempre.”

Nothing else mattered; not her past or mine.

The world stopped for a moment.

And it was just us.

THE END

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