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"Patience, Cadence."

He whispers the words into my ear, and my knees threaten to crumble.

His hands settle on my shoulders, and my heart leaps to my throat.

Is he going to—-

Oh.

—-turn me around so I can see myself in the mirror?

Okaaaay.

His fingers brush the nape of my neck as he gently gathers my hair on one side. The necklace he fastens around my neck is made entirely of diamonds.

But...

Keiran raises a brow as he meets my gaze through the mirror. "You don't like it?"

"I love it," I say quickly.

"But?"

"It's a choker," I say helplessly. "D-Does this mean you're, um, you know..."

"No, I don't know."

"The, um..." My face starts flaming. "Kinky master and sub—"

Amusement gleams in his gaze, and I think...I think it's time for me to just smile and say weakly, "It's beautiful, thank you."

Keiran steps back. "Turn around for me."

I do so slowly, and I can feel my breasts swelling behind my strapless gown at the way his gaze caresses my flesh.

"Very good." Keiran's voice is now rough, and my belly tightens with need.

"Do you want me to look like now?"

"A much loved secret ex-wife?"

His eyes bore through me, and I can only smile sheepishly. "I did tell you I want you back—"

"That's your answer right there."

Huh?

"You look exactly how I want you to look."

Which is...what?

"A woman who's willing to do everything she's ordered, everything she can think of—to earn her man back."