of being with me. I intend to love, cherish, and help guide you into being the perfect wife for me.” She chuckled as he winked at her. “Meeting you, finding you, it made me realize there’s no one in this world I want more. You blew my entire world apart and I craved it, wanted it, was desperate for a piece of you, any part of you I could take. I’ll love you more than anything else in this world.”
Tears filled her eyes but she didn’t let them spill. He slid the ring onto her finger and she reached for his ring.
“Boss, I never thought I’d be able to believe in love, let alone experience it. When I’m with you, I realize I’ve only been existing. You give me a reason, a purpose to live. I can’t guarantee you our life will be perfect, but it will be pretty damn close.” She laughed. “I’m really not good with speeches.”
Their small crowd laughed. Boss ran his thumb across her knuckles. Priest continued and when he got to the part of kissing her, she was more than happy.
Boss cupped her cheek, brought her close, and his lips covered hers. At that moment, she knew she had made the right choice. There was no one else in this world who had ever come close to making her feel like this. He was everything she could ever want and more.
Their friends cheered for them. Boss wasn’t finished. Both of his hands were on her face, and she wrapped her arms around him, forgetting about their small crowd, getting as close as she could to him.
“I love you, Graciella.”
“And I love you, Boss. You’re never getting rid of me. I hope you can handle that.”
His hands moved down her back, going toward her ass as he pulled her in tight. Their bodies completely flush together, she felt the hardness of his cock. “I can handle everything you dish out.”
“Good, because I don’t feel like dancing, eating, or mingling. Can we go back to our villa? Because I want to make use of every room in it. Let’s make our wedding night the start of our whole new life together.”
Without thanking any of them, Boss scooped her up into his arms and laughed as he carried her across the sand just like the fairy-tale weddings. She didn’t dare look at their friends. Their cheers followed them. Graciella felt carefree and lighter than she’d ever felt. All the burdens and trauma faded in comparison to her newfound happiness.
She never knew what peace was but being in Boss’s arms, married to him, there was no way life could be any more perfect.
Graciella had found her soul mate and she was never going to give him up, not ever.
The End
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Breeding Season, 5
Sam Crescent and Stacey Espino
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Sample Chapter
Pierce Casey, or Forge as most of his club called him, took a long, deep draw on his cigarette and waited for Peterson to arrive. His crew, Hell’s Slaves MC, were behind him, waiting for the son of a bitch to turn up. He didn’t like to be kept waiting.
Peterson owed him a lot of money, and he was tired of the excuses. The only reason he put up with the bullshit was because he happened to find the old man entertaining. The son of a bitch was mayor of this town and happened to have a serious gambling problem. Forge was all about helping those in need. The mayor liked to use his club to deal with certain problems, old skeletons in the closet, and being the nice guy he was, Forge was more than happy to oblige at a cost.
Now the debt was overdue, and Forge and his crew had done what was necessary to keep Peterson’s reputation squeaky clean.
He was bored of the entertainment, and it was time to step it up a notch or two, or even three. He didn’t have any problems hurting the bastard, and in fact, would rather enjoy hearing him squeal. There hadn’t been enough bloodshed in his life of a late, and he was growing tired of being nice.
Just as Forge was about to give up and head back to his clubhouse to plan his strategy with his men, three black cars slowly pulled up