Page 131 of Brutal Devil

Made me whole.

And I intend to spend the rest of my life worshiping her.

She reaches me, we lock eyes, and I hold out my hand.

When she takes it, I bring her fingers to my lips for a kiss. “You are perfect,amore mio.”

“Ti amo,” she whispers.

“Ti amo, baby. Let’s get married the right way this time.”

I lace our fingers together, and then we hold each other’s hands and recite our vows under the Caribbean sun, surrounded by everyone we love.