by M Never
Our undercover operation was a smashing success, despite the fact we barely got out by the skin of our teeth. Me, minus one beloved tattoo.
Javier and El Rey are dead, and the women being held captive at Javier’s compound have all been freed. With Endeavor’s help, Kayne and I saved the world.
Not really, but we did make a huge dent in the criminal community.
It almost cost us everything, including our lives, but in the end, we were rescued by the good guys. The guys who society doesn’t even know are there, who receive no public recognition, but continue to serve and protect selflessly. I was one of those guys. Now that I’m not, I can’t wait to find out who I’ll become. With London by my side the possibilities are endless.
“So what happened to Mansion and all the other girls?” London asks overwhelmed. I dropped a lot of information on her all at once.
“It’s gone. The businesses and all our assets have been liquidated. And all the girls have been heavily compensated.” I stroke her shoulder thoughtfully with the pad of my thumb. “They’ve been set up for a good long while.”
“Good.” London tightens her arms around me. Her concern slowly easing away.
“I told you I would take care of everyone.”
“I know you did.” She tilts her face up and smiles dotingly. Her faith, her strength, her belief in me makes every duplicitous second worthwhile.
There’s only one loose end to tie up. I slide out from underneath the blanket and kiss London on the forehead. “Stay here. I’ll be right back.”
I traipse through the house gloriously naked, collecting papers from my suitcase and another bottle of wine.
I don’t know how this information is going to affect her, but I thought she had the right to know.
I sit back down on the chaise and pour another hefty glass of red wine. We’ve been sharing.
“There’s one more thing.” I beckon her to sit up.
London covers her chest with the soft blanket and takes the papers I hand her. I drink a steady supply of wine as she reads the information before her.
I assess her facial expression as she comes to the financials.
Her eyes widen and her jaw drops. “Jett is this fucking for real?”
“It is. It’s your father’s estate, and you are the sole heir.” It’s right there in black and white.
Her hands start to shake. “Are you telling me . . . Are you telling me I own everything?”
“According to the lawyers, yes.”
London’s father was a real estate magnate. The man owned umpteen luxury hotels all around the world, not to mention restaurants, golf courses, and a casino. The bottom line of his bank account makes London more than just an heir, she’s a bona fide heiress.
“That’s a lot of fucking zeros.”
“And you deserve every one, baby.”
“I don’t know anything about running a hotel, let alone a whole fleet.” The look on her face is priceless.
“Lucky for you, I know a few things about business endeavors.” I take a suggestive sip of wine.
“Dear lord, please don’t tell me you want to start a chain of mainstream brothels.”
“The idea didn’t occur to me, but . . .” I ponder wickedly.
“Forget it!” She smacks me with the paperwork.
“Okay, maybe not mainstream.” I shield myself from her assault.
“Jett!”
“I’m just kidding!” I pull her into my arms. “I’m done with that business.” I kiss along her neckline to the ticklish spot behind her ear. “There’s only one woman I want to look after now.”
“She needs looking after.” London melts against me.
“No, she doesn’t. She just needs someone to love her,” I contest.
“I’m glad you’re that someone.”
“I am, too. And that you can financially support me for the rest of our lives.”
London whacks me on the head with the stack of papers.
“You’re very violent,” I tease as I pin her on her back.
“I have years of pent up hostility.”
“I know the perfect release for that.” I shimmy my pelvis against her pussy.
She laughs freely into the night. The melodic sounds remind me of a rhapsody.
“I’m not kidding.” I lick a hot trail along her jawline.
“I know you’re not.” She sighs serenely, spreading her legs.
“Where are your pearls?” I ask.
“In the bedroom.”
“Then that’s where we’re going.” I nip at her earlobe. “I want to appreciate your curves with my tongue. I want to wrap you in satin and cover you with lace. Drape your body in diamonds and pearls. Bind your wrists in leather as I command your entire being. I want to create a beautiful package to lovingly defile.”
“Sounds like your kinky style.”
“It definitely is.”
“My entire being is yours.” London submits to my kinky request as I lift her into my arms.
“And my entire being is yours,” I profess.
The Present
I LEAN AGAINST THE DOORFRAME quietly as Jett rocks Shia to sleep.
“After the handsome prince vanquished the evil sorcerer and freed the beautiful princess from her tower, they rode off into the sunset, and lived happily ever after . . .”
Her soft snore and still body render his attempt successful.
“That’s my all-time favorite fairytale,” I voice softly.
Jett flicks his eyes up to meet mine before he smiles brightly. “Mine too.”
Stealthily, he stands with a sleeping Shia in his arms. My heart hasn’t stopped beating with joy since we rode off into the sunset. Jett promised to give me everything I never knew I needed, and all the things I was afraid to wish for, and he has kept that promise every single day. A house, a home, a husband, a family. I never dared wish for any of those things. They weren’t meant for a woman like me. A woman with a dirty past and despicable secrets.
But Jett changed everything. He changed me. Freed my captive heart.
I’m no longer no one.
Nothing.
I’m someone to three precious little miracles and an amazing man.
And they’re everything to me.
“You look pretty sexy with a baby in your arms.” I wrap myself around him once he places Shia in her crib and creeps across the room to the doorway.
“Oh yeah?” We walk down the shadowy hallway hip to hip, arm in arm, past the walls littered with wedding pictures and baby pictures and irreplaceable memories. Past a life I never thought could be mine. “Wanna make another one?”
I laugh as we climb into bed. “Think you could handle another one?”
Jett purrs as he snuggles up next to me. The man loves to cuddle. “Haven’t you realized by now, beautiful little bird? With you by my side, I can handle anything . . .”
THE END
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