Page 79 of Vengeful Seduction

“Good,” Kaye said, beaming at me through her tears, but there was no more misery in her eyes. Her whole face was lit up with joy and this beautiful woman was mine.

All mine, and I would never lose her again. I would never do anything to risk what we had. It had taken me a stupidly long time, but I had thoroughly learned my lesson and from here on out it would be honesty and consideration from me. Nothing less would be accepted by me or my wife, and I was great with that.

Hold me accountable, Kaye Black.

I had thought I couldn’t trust a woman—any woman—but I’d let my very real pain at losing my mother make me act like a dick. No more. I had been such an idiot.

Without any further hesitation, I swept her up into my arms and held her bridal style. It seemed fitting, since this was, after all, the first day of the rest of our lives together. She might as well be my bride all over again.

“Let’s go back to bed,” I murmured, and I knew from the slightly wicked smile on her face that she understood. She knew what I wanted and was ready to fully cooperate.

“To bed, husband,” she whispered, her arms going around my neck and her weight nestled perfectly in my arms.

“Thank you.” I meant it with all of my heart. She had no reason to give me another chance, but she had.

She just gave me an enigmatic little smile, one that made both my heart and my cock throb, and without further ado, I swept her up the stairs and to our bedroom.

All of the shit was over, it seemed. All of the ugliness was done, and our real marriage could begin.

I had never felt more optimistic in my entire life about anything.

Lesson learned—don’t think you can have a revenge marriage without falling in love in the process.

The End