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This is the first time I’ve been in his office, and if Jack hadn’t told me if was on the twentieth floor I don’t know if I would’ve found it… and I believe it until I walk in and something about the room screams ‘Adrian Heller’ to me. The color. The scent.

The blown-up picture of me in my bloody wedding dress…

I have no idea where he got that from. I don’t remember any pictures being taken through our fateful ceremony, but there I am, a look of horror and resignation on my face as though I was just about to sign a deal with the devil.

Did I? Maybe it’s too soon to tell, but as Adrian shuts the door behind us before backing me up against the first wall he can find, kissing my neck, hands grabbing at my clothes to get them off as fast as he can… I wouldn’t have done it any other way.

He’s panting in my ear. “I need you, princess.”

“You can have me. Whenever you want me, baby, I’myours. You saved me. You killed for me?—”

“I’d die for you,” he vows darkly.

I grab his cock through his suit pants. A bubble of laughter rises up my throat, amusement at just how goddamn right we are together. “Really? Right when I was beginning to think I might like you?”

He nips my earlobe. “Don’t fool yourself, princess. Youloveme.”

“Yes.”

“Tell me again. And not because I won’t let you come if you don’t. Tell me ‘cause you mean it.”

Sure. After all, he deserves it. He’s certainly earned it. “I love you, my husband. My Adrian. I love you, I love you,I love you.”

That spurs him to get inside of me even faster. “Do you know how long I’ve waited to hear you say that, Loni Heller?”

I do. “Four years?”

He has my pants down past my ass. I hear his zipper, the rustle of his boxer briefs as he yanks his cock out through the opening. “No.”

It’s hard to think as he’s filling me up with him, but… “Ten?”

“Not quite.”

I groan as he slams home. I lay one hand flat against the wall. The other reaches for any part of him I can grab as he fucks me so passionately, it’s like I’m seventeen again, and I’ll die if I can’t have all of him.

“I… I don’t know. How long?”

The force of his thrusts have me going up on my tiptoes. I throw back my head, even more distracted as he sucks on my neck, grazing my skin with his teeth, touch me everywhere and anywhere while Jack Collins body lies abandoned ten stories above us.

Shit will hit the fan. I know that. But, if only for this moment right now, it’s just me. It’s just Adrian?—

“I told you. I decided when I was in fucking kindergarten that you were meant to be mine. Sure, I didn’t get the idea in my head that I could have you under me until I was a teen, but… tell me, Loni, my love… my wife… is there anywhere you’d rather be?”

I shake my head. “No, Adrian.No…”

“Good, because I told you once, and I’ll tell you again… I willneverlet you go.”

Can’t have all of him?

No.

I alwayshave.