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Aaaaaah.

Keiran had found that special spot of hers, and with one flick—-

"Come for me, sweetheart."

She came apart around him with a cry muffled against her husband's shoulder, and Keiran was right behind her, his grip on her hips almost bruising as Keiran pulsed powerfully inside her.

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LATER THAT NIGHT, KEIRANslipped from their bed, careful not to wake Cadence. She slept deeply these days, a far cry from the restless nights that had plagued her during their first weeks back together.

He padded silently to his study, closing the door with a soft click before turning on his computer.

"What are you doing?"

Keiran turned to find Cadence in the doorway, sleep-rumpled and beautiful in one of his t-shirts.

"You should be sleeping," he said, closing the laptop screen.

Pain flashed in her eyes. "Are you keeping secrets from me again?"

He whitened. "Cadence—-"

A smile burst on her lips. "I'm just kidding."

What the—-?

Cadence was about to laugh...when she realized her husband had yet to smile back.

Uh oh.

She tried to spin around and escape—-but of course she was too slow for her husband, and Cadence could only gasp as he had her laid out on his huge desk.

"You think that's funny, wife?"

Danger glinted in his eyes, but instead of feeling fear, her body ended up trembling in excitement while moisture grew between her legs.

"Keiran..."

Heat blazed from his eyes.

But before he could say another word or do anything else—-

Beep.

And both of them froze.

"Is that what I think it is?" Cadence whispered.

Keiran pulled her up, took a seat, and drew her back to his lap as he opened his laptop.

Two weeks ago, Giancarlo Marchetti had confided the truth to Keiran and Cadence. She wasnotthe only half-sister of Viktor Biancardi, but their identities were only known to her brother and no one else.

Five days ago, Keiran had figured out a way to send out an anonymous invitation online, one that could only be deciphered by people who owed blood debts to Viktor.

And tonight—-someone had finally answered his message.

The End