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“Outside of this bed, outside of my cock in your cunt, you are my woman. My queen. And I’m going to take care of you as such. I’m going to spoil you and I’m going to protect you. That goes for the kids, too. You, them—you all belong to me now, Emma Carson. And if you ever leave, I will just drag you back here. I will drag you back into my house and my bed because this is where you fucking belong.”
“You are mine,” he says again, hands hard on my hips. “You’re not going anywhere. And neither am I.”
“I think we missed the memo to wear our finest chinchilla furs,” Ruslan whispers to me in a sarcastic aside.
I glance at Ruslan, who couldn’t be more relaxed. If you blurred out the background, you’d think he was on a beach somewhere, drinking piña coladas and soaking up tropical sun.
“And yet Ms. Carson is the one who has been meeting their needs consistently for the past three years.” “Thank you!” Every single pair of eyes in the courtroom turns to me. I blush scarlet. “Sorry,” I murmur. “That was supposed to be an inside thought.”
I am completely, madly, desperately in love with Ruslan Oryolov and there’s not a damn thing I can do about it.
“I don’t believe you. But even if I did, I’d say it sounds like you became the person you admired most. That’s beautiful, you know. He’s still alive in you. You’re a memorial to him.”
