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Page 185 of Villainous Kingpin

There were days I was so goddamn happy, I feared it was all a dream. I’d wake up and realize I was still searching for the love of my life, hunting down the Russians and all other villains on this Earth.

“I love you,” she murmured and satisfaction ran hot through my blood every time she said those words to me. Nothing mattered more to me than her and our family. My cousins and hers came to visit. The dream family we both always wanted came true.

Her bottom lip came between her teeth and an alert instantly shot through me. “What’s the matter?”

“Why do you think something’s the matter?” she questioned.

“Because I know you.”

“You do,” she confirmed. “How do you feel about another baby?”

I stilled, searching her face for any sign that she was joking. There were none.

I cupped her face and ran a thumb across her cheek. “Are you happy?” She nodded, her lips parting and a blush rising to her cheeks. “Then I’m happy. We can have as many babies as you want.” A corner of my lips lifted. “Nothing makes me happier than making them.”

She rose to her tiptoes and breathed against my mouth. “I’m so fucking happy that it scares me sometimes.”

I leaned in to nip her bottom lip. “The only one allowed to scare you is me, principessa. Anyone else, I’ll kill them.”

THE END

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