Page 51 of Unforgettable Billionaire (The Hardcore Novels: Special Editions #3)

"Should stay."

Zita rises to her feet and looks shocked.

Bob mouths, "Well, I'll be damned!"

The words are soul-wrenching. I sing to my Golden God, his family, and the world, what Mia wanted me to sing, that if I'm not perfect for him, then I will leave. I sing, knowing he knows the truth but letting everyone else know too that "I Will Always Love You."

The soulful song written by Dolly Parton is about loving someone enough to leave them when you know you aren't good for them.

It has to be delivered with a level of heartbreak that must be felt at the thought of parting with a true love.

Mia's intent was to send me a message that I should go home and leave Aurei alone.

If I truly love him, I will leave him. But she also intended to embarrass me.

Although Dolly wrote it and performs it beautifully, Whitney Houston's version is so perfect it's impossible to mimic, and everyone in the world knows her version.

It became her unofficial signature song.

Unless you have real, natural talent, normal pipes can't begin to compare.

I belt the chorus, but I control my voice doing the vocal runs softly, perfectly.

Bob and Augustus let Aurei go, and he walks toward me with his head held high and his piercing gaze penetrating me to my core.

I sing for him fearlessly how much I love him with the universal language of a beautiful love song.

When he arrives at the stage, he jumps up, walks to me, and takes my hand.

He kisses my palm, and my branded spot explodes with sensual sensations shooting through my entire body.

Ah! What this man does to me!

As I finish the last verse, he towers over me, staring down on me, and our love sparks between us, but he is frowning. I see the thunder hanging there in his eyes. In the silence, he says. "Wild Thang, that sounded real."

The mic picks it up, and everyone hears him. I smirk weakly and wink. The pure emotion it takes to deliver a "real" performance like that hangs heavy in my eyes, and I blink back tears. "Isn't that the whole idea?"

He puts his hands on my throat and squeezes gently while his thumbs stroke the inscription plate, and he lays his lips on mine, then he says. "You are staying. Is that clear?"

"As diamonds." I smile as a tear slips out and slides down my cheek. His thumb strokes it away. He lifts his head and looks out on his family, friends, and the press. They are all staring silently at us. "Let's get one thing straight. I'm my own boss, and I call the shots."

Zita walks up the steps at the end of the stage.

Her face is serious, but her eyes are happy.

She doesn't say anything to us. She takes the microphone off the stand and steps to the edge of the stage.

Aurei puts his arm around me. She says. "I think it's time for me to make the announcement you have all been waiting on.

" Phone's light up to video her. "I have decided to take our company in a new direction.

As you all know, the entertainment industry is a billion-dollar business.

To be able to invest in an opportunity that will tap into this gold mine is one I have been searching for some time.

I have recently been offered such an opportunity.

Maximus and I are both investing in a new show that will be based in Vegas but will be going on a World Tour.

He will be opening an office there to oversee the operations and will be asking some of you to join him. "

I look at Aurei, and his eyes are crinkled. "No way!"

"Yes, way." He winks that killer wink!

Zita continues. "The new venue is…" She pauses for effect. "Whitney Houston, I Will Always Love You, Cirque do Soleil show, and I believe we were all just privileged to have witnessed the first public performance by the star of the show. Siri Wright."

She turns her smile on me and gracefully waves her arm for me to join her.

I smile and leave Aurei's loving embrace to enter hers.

Together we stand as the flashes from the cameras explode.

Several people on the dance floor shout questions, but she simply says.

"This is not a press conference. We will not be entertaining questions at this time.

Thank you for joining us tonight. Now let's continue with the Karaoke battle.

I believe the girls are in the lead." She gives me a hug and whispers in my ear.

"You do sing as beautifully as you dance. "

I stare up into the face of the most beautiful man I have ever laid eyes on and realize all my dreams, ALL ... MY ... DREAMS, are coming true, and he's the reason!

He smiles at me and says. "One last song before we go.

I want everyone to know where I stand too.

" He holds his hand out to me. "Ah's" find their way to my ears as my hand magnetically is drawn to his.

He lifts it to kiss, and his perfect lips make my knees weak when they softly seal, a firm forever kiss.

He stares into my eyes and sings the sweetest words written by Casey James, "Undone.

" He sings about finally finding peace of mind.

How he traveled the world and how his heart hurt for so many years.

How he had looked long enough to know when he found me that I was the one.

How being with me made the pain less. How being with me made him sleep at night.

How he would never let me go. How being with me, Siri Wright, felt perfect and healing like the grace of Heaven.

When I'm in his arms, and he whispers my name, the perfection of Us makes him come undone.

"Baby Thang. I've searched. I know. You're perfect for me.

I'm never letting you go. You're the one. You are simply stunning, Siri Wright."

The music ends, and the silence is deafening as his hands slide into my hair.

His gorgeous green gaze pins me down, and my heart starts to race.

His magnetism is turned on high, and I begin to quiver as he leans in.

My eyes close as his musk, his heat, his electricity overwhelms my senses.

His fingers touch my skin lightly as he hooks my choker.

The magical static shoots through me. He whispers softly in my ear.

"We have some personal business that's left undone.

" My trembling hand goes to the inscription.

His hand gets a firm hold on my wrist, and instead of cinching us, he pulls me across the stage, down the steps, and along the edge of the tent to the house.

I have to trot to stay up with him. His gait is truly Godlike as he walks tall and proud.

When we reach the house, he pauses to open the door and lets my arm go.

I glide through, then hold my hand out for him.

He slides his between, and our fingers curl around each other.

We hurry through the house in silence. The need to be alone under the mosaic of Heaven drives us both.

At the car, he opens my car door, and I get in.

I watch him hurry around the front of the Roadster.

His blonde hair swaying with his strong stride.

He slides in behind the wheel, but he doesn't look at me.

He cranks the car, puts it in reverse, then drives us back to the cabin.

I look from him to my reflection against the dark window.

Our faces hold the same serious expression.

Desperation. Determination. Desire. Depth.

We both understand in our hearts that what we are about to do, what we are about to embark on, will require us to be courageous in the face of all the complicated threads that are our lives.

We know innately that our Us, our union, will be a battle we have to constantly fight if we are to be together.

We are two people who live extraordinary lives.

Lives that are extraordinarily different.

But we also know that there is no one else in the entire world, we would rather be courageous for.

He pulls up in the yard, not bothering with the garage, and we both open our own doors at the same time.

Running around the front of the car, he holds his hand out, and I cinch us.

Hand in hand again, we rush to the front door with only the sound of our breath and our feet hitting the ground.

He enters the key code, then pushes it open for me.

We race down the hall, dropping boots, then clothes as we go.

Once inside the bedroom, he stops long enough to close and lock the Bear door.

I wait for him in the middle of the room.

When he turns around, I smile my most beautiful smile and hold my hands out to him.

He crosses the distance in three quick strides to give me his.

Our eyes are locked on each other. When he towers over me, I realize I'm quivering inside again.

The heat of his skin makes mine tingle terribly as his aura bridges the gap between us.

He starts to lean down but stops when I jump into his arms. He catches me easily and chuckles as my legs wrap themselves around him, then he carries me with his Godlike gait to Heaven.

I don't try to mount his cock. We both know what we want, and it isn't all about sex. It's about union.

When he reaches the side of the bed, he puts his knee on it and lunges us to the center.

His kiss passionately finds my lips and his tongue thrusts down into my throat.

I suck and devour it as if it were the only thing keeping me from drowning in an ocean.

My arms lock his head down, pinning him to me as he force-feeds me the very breath of love.