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It’s been a week since I was released from the hospital and life has been boring as shit.

I feel good, ready to go back to work, but Sarah has persistently blocked any attempts at leaving the penthouse.

The only blessing about being confined to these four walls is that I’ve fucked my woman on every surface in here. I’ve woken up every day with her lips wrapped around my cock, sucking me dry. I’ve gotten to watch as my cum seeps out of her tight little pussy that is red and swollen from being thoroughly fucked.

She’s still wary about my wound, but I’ve made it clear to her that I’m healed enough to fuck her how she deserves.

Our skin is littered with handprints and bite marks, you’d think we’d been attacked by wild animals.

My arm is draped over Sarah’s waist, her ass is pressed against my already hard length. The feel of her naked flesh against mine brings me a sense of peace that I didn’t know was attainable.

Sarah’s chest rises and falls in slow rhythmic breaths. I smile at the soft snores that fall from her plump lips.

Who knew making a deal with the devil would lead to finding an angel?

To finding the brightest star in the darkest of nights.

This woman is going to be my wife and the mother of my children. I have zero doubts about the future I will have with her.

My phone rings from where it sits on the nightstand. Sarah stirs, groaning in annoyance.

“Whyyy?” she whines.

Chuckling, I plant a kiss to her bare shoulder.

“Stay right where you are, I’ll be quick,” I whisper, kissing her again on the neck before climbing out of bed.

I swipe my phone from the nightstand and exit the room.

“Aye?” I grunt.

“Some woman named Karley is here looking for Sarah.”

Shit. I forgot about her.

“Give me 5 minutes, then send her up.”

“Aye, sir.”

After getting rid of Bones, effectively closing the bar Sarah worked at, I had to come up with a plan for her friend-slash-coworker.

The woman is a complete psychopath. She about clawed my eyes out when I showed up at her house.

She was shrieking that she wasn’t going down without a fight and some other crazy shit.

It took some convincing, but I was able to get her to agree to go to Ireland on an all expenses paid vacation. The plan was for her not to return but she clearly got the jump on the team I had on her.

I hurry and head back to the room.

“Mo réalta.” I brush the hair away from Sarah’s forehead.

She hums, shifting to cover her head with the pillow.

“Wake up, baby,” I coax but she doesn’t budge.” Someone is here to see you, but I need to explain something first.”

Her head pops up so fast that I have to dodge it to avoid getting my nose broken.

“Who is it?”

The smile I give her is filled with guilt, causing her to narrow her beautiful ocean-blues.

“Rhys…”

“I may or may not be the reason behind your friend Karley disappearing.”

Her eyes widen and I wince.

She pushes the blankets off her body.

Don’t look down. Don’t look down.

It’s fucking painful to keep my eyes from trailing down her delicious body.

“You have 30 seconds to explain before I start shooting shit.”

She glares when I snort out a chuckle.

Knowing my time is very limited, I spit out the truth about Bones, his disappearance, Karley’s disappearance, and the closing of her workplace.

A knock sounds at the door and Sarah’s attention is immediately drawn to it. “Is that her?” I nod and she quickly moves to get dressed and pads out of the room.

“Vacation my ass,” Karley mutters as soon as the door opens.

She steps into the penthouse and spins to meet Sarah’s wide eyes. “Hey, babe.”

“ Babe? You’re gone for weeks without a single word and all you have to say is babe? ”

I step to her side.

“To be fair, I did take her phone.”

Sarah’s cuts a glare my way that even Satan would cower to and points a manicured finger at me. “I’m so pissed at you right now; it would be in your best interest to keep that mouth shut.”

Pissed Sarah is so fucking sexy, my cock thickens.

“Your man conned me into going on a vacation to Ireland,” Karley begins. “He failed to mention that I was going to basically be under house arrest.” She holds out her arms, displaying her exacerbation.

“It was for your own safety,” I interject before my brain has a chance to stop me. Sarah spins around.

“What did I just say?”

“What do you mean my safety?” Karley asks at the same time.

When I explain to Karley what Bones was involved in, her eyes nearly fall out of her skull.

“Wait!” She holds up her hands. “So, you’re telling me that Bones trafficked women?”

“That’s exactly what I said, yes.”

“Omg I’m going to be on Dateline!”

Sarah barks out a laugh. “I don’t even think they make that show anymore, Karls.”

“And to the rest of the world, Bones never existed,” I say, causing her eyes to widen again.

“Okaay,” she says taking a small step back.

Sarah flicks her wrist in dismissal. “He’s not going to do anything to you.”

Karley side-eyes me then looks at Sarah. “I’m really sorry for going AWOL. I wanted to reach out, but no one would let me.”

Sarah’s eyes soften then she pulls Karley into her arms. “I’m just glad you came back,” she whispers.

Karley hugs her tightly. “Of course, babe. You’re my ride or die.”

I refrain correcting her that I am in fact Sarah’s ride or die.

I frown suddenly realizing that she came to the penthouse. “Wait, how did you know she would be here?”

Karley’s cheeks flush and she nibbles on her bottom lip. “My new beau told me.”

I arch a brow.

She rolls her eyes and drops her hands to her side. “Oh, come on. Did you really think a fine piece of ass like myself wouldn’t have fun with the guys you had watching me?”

Now, both of my brows reach my hair line and Sarah cracks up at my side.

“I’ve missed you so much, Karls.”

She smiles warmly at Sarah. “I missed you too, babe. But… I’m going to go back.”

Sarah’s head tilts, confusion covers her features.

“To Ireland, I mean,” Karley continues. “I loved it there when I was able to leave and explore. I want to go back and live there.”

“Promise you’ll keep in touch?”

She pulls out a phone from her back pocket. “Well, duh . I can’t go that long without talking to you again.”

They exchange numbers then Karley leaves with the promise to call Sarah once she returns to Ireland.

“You okay?” I ask, when Sarah shuts the door but doesn’t turn around.

She sniffles and I reach out to spin her around.

“She came back,” she whispers, her voice cracks but it’s filled with relief instead of sadness.

“I’m sorry, mo réalta . I wasn’t planning on having her come back,” I admit.

I grunt and bend at the waist when Sarah punches me. “Don’t ever do that to me again. Don’t ever decide to take someone away without me knowing.”

I nod, wincing when my stomach tenses.

Fuck, she got me good.

“Good boy,” she praises, bending to kiss my cheek.