The Mogul and the Muscle (Bluewater Billionaires)

by Claire Kingsley

“I knew you’d come.” He cut through the rope binding my left ankle and looked up, meeting my eyes. “I’ll always come for you.” That was the second time he’d quoted The Princess Bride perfectly in conversation—this time in the middle of a crisis—and a voice in my head screamed, Marry him and have all his babies! Oh hell yes. I was going to.

“The last thing I want is to be at odds with the Russians. Or anyone. Believe it or not, I’m a man of peace. But if I have to, I will go to war.”

“Thank you for the apology. I still think you’re an asshole and my biggest regret is that it took me too long to realize it.” I took a step closer and lowered my voice. “I hope every time you sleep with another woman, you think of me, and wonder if right at that very moment, Jude is fucking me senseless with his enormous cock. And I can assure you, I will never, ever be thinking of you.” I stepped back, feeling suddenly free, then turned around, dismissing Aldrich from my life forever.