Own Me (The Wolf Hotel, #5)

by K.A. Tucker

Who knew the hard-nosed billionaire tycoon who once intimidated me would be so sentimental? I smile. I did. At least, I figured it out somewhere along the way to falling madly in love with him. And now Henry Wolf is all mine.

“Abbi, if it were up to me, we’d be driving to the courthouse from the tarmac as soon as we land, and I’d be fucking my wife by nightfall.”

“No one but me will ever taste you again, Abbi,” he purrs, his voice vibrating deep within me.

I move my attention to Henry before I get an eyeful of women’s magnified clits at the dinner table.

“You have commanded my attention without pause since that interview video. I lied and manipulated to get you to Alaska as my assistant, I risked my entire future because I couldn’t stay away from you, I came back even after you shattered my heart.”

“I feel like I’m on a fucking leash, and I don’t even care. There isn’t a woman out there who has ever tethered me like this.” His voice turns gruff. “You own me, Abbi. Everything that I have and am is yours, and that will never change. That, I can promise you.”

“I love you so much. I’m terrified that I won’t always be enough for you.” As soon as I admit the words out loud, I accept how potent my fear still is, despite the ring on my finger, despite our conversations about this in the past. “That’s not possible.” “How do you know?” He wraps me in his arms. “Because I’ve already had everything else, and none of it feels a fraction as good as you do.”

“Oh, I can help with that! I’ve been practicing.” Violet takes a deep breath and declares in a shrill, slightly British accent, “Off with their heads!” Henry pauses midconversation to frown at his daughter. Despite everything, I laugh.