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SavannahThe music is loud; I can feel the pulsing in my head as we enter.Janelle has her arm looped around mine as she drags me towards Bill. Apparently, she knew the bouncer, so all she had to do was yell, “Hey, pussycat,” which made him grin and wink at her before gesturing for us to enter.Why he's called “pussycat” is something I'm curious about, but hey, drinks are most important to me right now. After that talk in the car, Janelle had so many ways to turn this battle between Dominic and me into one that I would win.I heard her, but right now, I want to forget the scene I saw in the living room. “Bill's up there,” she yells over the music. “Hold on to me.”I nod again because the music pulsing in my brain is enough to give me a lifetime headache.We maneuver our way through the grinding bodies—sweaty ones, I might add—to the VIP section. Once again, she grins at the bouncer, and voilà, we are in the VIP area.It's quieter here; the red and blue lights add a sensual ambiance. Gi
Savannah**“Get your hands off my wife!”Ren retreats swiftly as if caught in a whirlwind of panic. “Wife?” The question is directed at me, but I'm too busy locking eyes with Mr. Aloof because how dare he? “You're married?” Disbelief is clear in Ren's voice.“Take a look at her finger, pretty boy.” Dominic grits out, “Take a perfect look at it.”“He's not a pretty boy, and I'm not your wife,” I manage through clenched teeth.“Tough shit. That ring on your finger says otherwise.”“It's fiancée.”“Same difference,” he retorts with a smug smirk, and something tells me he's throwing my words back at me.Beside me, Ren stands awkwardly, uncertain whether to stay or make a hasty exit. I'm touched that he still dares to stand here with Dominic confronting him like a possessive alpha male. “Uhm, should I stay?”“Yes.”“No.” We both answered at the same time. Ren hesitates, looking at me with wide eyes. I nod, and he winks before bolting away as if his life depended on it.The stare-down with D
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— Dominic“Why did you say that, dumbass?” Chris scolds as soon as Savannah gets out of the car. “That's my sister-in-law.”“Fake sister-in-law,” I point out with an eye roll.Savannah Knights is an absolute pain. If I didn't know better, I would've thought she did it intentionally, knowing she might be recorded and end up on the internet.“You don't even realize how you're acting,” I snapped my head toward Chris.“What do you mean?” I grit out.“Look at your hands,” he gestures toward my clenched fists. “They've been folded into fists since you got in the car. You've been acting possessive.”“Fuck you,” I hiss. “I'm pissed because she was being reckless. Anyone could've recorded her.”He nods. “Uh-huh. Whatever helps you sleep at night.”I groan. He's not helping me. “I'm going in.”He nods again. “Just go easy on her.” I roll my eyes at him and slam the door shut behind me.Go easy on her? I scoff.I walk through the door, expecting to see her standing there, but she isn't. Did she t
DominicShe thinks she's smart.She left hastily as if I wasn't wide awake watching her from upstairs. She practically sprinted to the Uber she had called.Huh.I wasn't the only one embarrassed about my actions last night. Honestly, I don't have a reason to kiss her like I did. Do I regret it? No, I don't. If anything, that kiss makes me want more.She's this enigmatic woman who exudes sexual energy. The way she walks, talks, and even speaks sometimes screams nympho, which surprises me because she's a virgin nympho.I snicker at my thoughts as I sift through the files on my table. My office door opens, and I already know it's my dad without needing to look up at him.I'm furious, and I can't even say I understand why he lied because I don't. His footsteps grow closer as he walks to the desk. “Everything's looking good so far,” he comments. “The board has been impressed with the increasing stock numbers.”I lift my head and fix him with a glare. He swallows. “Why?” One question, and f
Sebastian KnightsI'm working on the files in my office when there's a knock on my door. I tilt my head, curious. Did Savannah is here already? “Come in.”The door swings open, and Sophia walks in, beaming. “Hey, Dad.” I smile immediately and stand up to hug her. “How are you doing?”“Sophia,” I stand up and hug and kiss her cheeks. “I didn't expect to see you here. Is everything okay?”She nods. “It is. I was just in the area and thought to visit you.”I smile. “That's lovely of you, my dear,” I say as I sit down and flip the file close.She looks around. “Have you had lunch yet?”“Not yet.” I check the time on my watch. “It's three, and I might have a late lunch.”She pouts. “Why? We can go together right now.”“We can, but…" The ringing of my office phone interrupts me. I hold up one finger. “Yes?”“Good afternoon, sir. There's a lady down here to see you. Savannah.” She pauses. “Savannah Marshall, sir.”She's using the Marshall name already? “Send her up.”“Okay, sir.”I put the p
SavannahIt was him. He donated his kidney to Mom. Why? Why would he do such a thing?Is that why he left early? Is that why he was talking about his death?Oh, no!Could it be?>>>>>>Flash black “Did you anonymously donate the kidney that went to Mom?” I ask, watching as he tenses and looks up.“What makes you think it was me?” he retorts.I scowl. “You disappeared before I could catch see you. You avoided me when I returned. And don't think I missed the wince and the scrunching of your face when you knelt.”He lets out a sigh and pushes his chair back. “It wasn't me.”“Bullshit. Who else would give a kidney to someone who just arrived that day? Who would be that kind?”He meets my gaze. “You'd be surprised how often people do that. It's not a big deal.”“It's a big deal to me. I need to know. Did you donate your kidney to Mom, and why?”“I didn't,” he asserts.I wipe my face. “Are you sure?” He nods.I rise from my seat and start pacing around his desk. He watches me curiously. “Wh
DOMINICLast night, I lost myself in my usual routine, giving in to temptation.Around her, it's become a ritual of sorts—a way of coping since my decision to think about her hot body-. I've even coordinated with one of my regulars to drop by later today.As I get ready for work, a man's voice downstairs catches my attention, accompanied by Savannah's laughter. I tilt my head in disbelief. Could she have brought someone here?With my tie still undone, I rush downstairs. My eyes land on a large man sporting black pants and an Armani shirt. Savannah's leaning in towards him, both of them sharing an inside joke, or so it seems.“What's happening here?” I question sharply. Their heads turn toward me. Savannah rolls her eyes, and she guides the guy to a chair. “Savannah,” I insist harshly, “We need to talk.”“Not now; I have a guest,” she retorts, motioning towards the guy, who shoots me a smirk. “Once he leaves, we can talk.”Who still wears dreads these days?“Savannah,” I grind, my patie
Hey Everyone!This is a bittersweet moment for me, and I am so glad I can finally take some time off my machine and relax!No hard feelings, but I deserve some me time.Now, unto more serious matters, this book has ended, putting us in an expectation of what is next. I am proud to announce that there is a sequel to this BOOK!!! Yayyyyyyy! Are you as excited as I am? Then scream with with me! YAYYYYYY!So, if you noticed, I have been dropping hints in this book about what to expect next, and I can't wait to dive into these lovely people's books. I hope you guys will be as patient with them as you were with Dominic and Savannah Marshalls.There is no release date yet, as I am taking a break, but keep your notifications on and stay tuned for updates!! I will create an Instagram and Facebook account when I start the next book for updated information!!!Thanks to everyone who gave this book a chance and decided to spend on it, including the comments; shout out to JUICY MISS, whose comment
SAVANNAH“Come back here!” I yell as I chase after my three-year-old son, who seems to be in the mood for his mischief. “Zion! Get back here!”He runs up the stairs and behind his father. “C’mon baby, let me him go,” my husband says as he looks at me. “I'm sure he didn't mean to.”I glare at him. “Uh-huh, I'm sure he didn't mean to take the cookies I made personally for Thanksgiving.”Dominic's eyes widen as he turns to his son, who throws him a toothy grin. “See?” he says as he looks at his son. “He didn't mean it.” I glare at him; he is a sucker for Zion.I roll my eyes as I stretch out my arms to him. “Give me my daughter,” I say as I smirk at him. “Go downstairs and care for everything else since you want to defend your son. Go ahead and take on the responsibility of cleaning the mess he made.”He pouts. “But I am holding our baby,” he says as he kisses our princess. “C’mon.”I glare at him. “Give her to me. You and your son go and take care of everything else.” He pouts, but I rem
DOMINIC“It’s a boy!” I announce, pushing the door open. Excited squeals and gasps surround me as I look at our family. “I have to go back in!” I say, pulling the door close leaving the noise outside.My wife needs me.Re-entering, I see our baby boy lying on her chest as they clean her up. She looks up, eyes watering. “Our baby,” she says weakly, and I nod vehemently as I kneel before her bed, “He’s so beautiful,” she says as she looks down at him. I nod as tears trail down my cheeks. “Thank you,” I say, rubbing her head. “Thank you.”“Excuse me, sir, please wait outside.” the nurse asks. I nod. “We’ll call you back in a few minutes.”I place a gentle kiss on her forehead. “I'll be right outside.” Leaning down, I kiss the top of my son’s head and walk outside.I find myself turning and looking at the nurse, picking up the baby and going to clean him, I'm sure. Find everybody waiting eagerly. “How are they?”“They're fine. I think they are about to clean them up,” I say, closing the d
DOMINICThe atmosphere is charged with anticipation as I tap my feet, awaiting her. The space around me echoes the silent suspense. “Should we wait some more?” a voice asks, and I nod tightly, reassuring more myself than the speaker, “She’ll come. She’ll be here soon.”As I contemplate checking my phone, the door swings open, and my pulse goes haywire. She's here. She's adorned in a flowing white dress, eyes glistening as she approaches. I smile softly, and she reciprocates, causing my heart to pound. As she reaches me, she mouths, “I'm sorry.” I shake my head, pulling her into me. “I had cramps.”My concern shows with a frown. “Are you okay? Is it severe?” I hold her at arm’s length. “Is it okay?”She smiles brightly. “Yeah, I'm fine.” She exhales. “Let's do this.”I smile, kissing her forehead before taking my stance beside her. We're remarrying today, a private renewal of vows away from prying eyes. I wanted our loved ones present, but I asked her about the wedding she wanted, and s
SAVANNAH“Open your eyes,” Dominic says as he removes his hands from my eyes. I blink as my eyes adjust to the surroundings, and gasps escape my lips.This is a house in the middle of a field surrounded by flowers of all kinds, a two-story building painted black and white.My lips stretch into a wide grin as the scent of the field and flowers fills the air. “Do you like it?” Dominic asks as he stands behind me. “Is it to your taste?”I whirl around to face him. “Do I like it?!” I ask as I look around, and he nods. “No, I don't.” His face drops, and a broad smile spread across my face. “I freaking love it.”I see him breathe out a sigh of relief. “You had me scared for a second,” he says as he wraps his arms around me and pulls me to him. “This is ours.”My eyes widen as I look at him. “For us? You bought it?” He nods as he looks around. “Why?”He smiles. “I figure we have somewhere to escape and spend time together. We needed a getaway, and although I could've taken you anywhere worldw
Elizabeth Miller.I'm struggling with my thousands of emotions, a turbulent whirlwind. I've always prided myself on maintaining my resolve to stay clear of Sebastian Knights, and I've succeeded.They say there's a thin line between love and hate, and I've found that true. To release the love I once had for him, I had to blur that line and harbor a deep resentment for him—the man who took everything from me.I shake my head, recalling our conversation the day Savannah shared the news of her pregnancy and the way he looked at me when I discovered he had given me his kidney.He saved my life, and why would he do such a thing? I cling to the notion that he did it for her, not me. Although I believe that, a small part of me questions: What if it was more than just for Savannah?What if he did it for me?I scoff at my thoughts as I step outside, my heart racing as I search for him. Sebastian Knights has always had a knack for breaking down every wall I built, and the hatred I clung to was a
DOMINIC “And this decision today was taken based on all the evidence and testimonies that were given to us today," my hands find Dominic's legs as he pulls me closer to him, "and it reads as follows."Savannah’s hands tighten around mine, and I pull her closer. “The court has found the accused guilty as charged with every available evidence,” the judge continues. My hands tighten around Savannah, and I pull her closer to me. “There will be no bond for Becca Knights and the rest of the defendants.” I see Evans' jaw clench tight.Aisha turns to us and smiles tightly. I scowl at her, knowing that she might have helped to save Savannah, but she was the reason she was taken in the first place.“Becca Knights is sentenced to a hundred years with no parole and heavy duties.” Becca's eyes widen, and she gasps as she looks at him before her eyes turn to us. I subconsciously pull Savannah closer to me. “Sophia Knights is sentenced to fifteen years in prison with parole.” I see Sophia bow her he
SavannahI watch as Dad walks in with a woman whose eyes hold determination, and I hear Mom gasp beside me. I turn to her to find her watching the woman with wide eyes. Does Mom know who she is?The woman walks in, her shoulders high, and Becca's face pales when her eyes land on the woman. “It can't be,” she whispers. “You—It can't be—”I tilt my head, wondering what's going on. “Surprised to see me?” the woman asks as she looks at Becca, who is paling by the minute. “Has it been so long that you don't remember me?”Dad places his hands on the woman's shoulder, and she looks up at him and nods as she's led to the podium. They hand her the Bible as she swears and turns to face everyone.Her eyes land on Sophia, and her lips quiver before her eyes find me. She looks almost proud to see me. Her eyes then go to Mom, and I see her eyes widen slightly.So, they know each other.The judge commands the attention of everyone. “Please state your name and your relationship with the individuals in
SEBASTIAN KNIGHTS.FLASHBACK TO WHEN SEBASTIAN MET JJ WIFE!I drive endlessly around the streets, my heart in turmoil as I review everything that has happened in the last few days. I sigh, feeling a sharp headache, knowing I could've prevented everything.I park the car and rest my head on the steering wheel, the weight of it all pressing on my chest. I could have stopped this. I run my hand down my face and look outside. To my surprise, I'm at the graveyard. I haven't been here in years, but I don't understand why I stayed away. With nothing else to do, I push the car door open and step out.It's still the same as I remember it—quiet and calm. I look around at the graves, and my heart becomes heavy, realizing that these are the final resting places for people with dreams and accomplishments cut short by death. Why do people have to die? Wouldn't it be better if there were somewhere everyone goes after growing old instead of just disappearing?Pushing those thoughts aside, I walk throu