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Kylian's POVI wanted to show Yvonne off. It would be great publicity while getting the investors off our backs and shutting down the naysayers. Of course, there would still be some people who would print hateful crap, but at least the positive would far outweigh the negative.When the limo parked in front of her building, she was already in the lobby. I had a feeling she didn’t want me in her place for one reason or another. That was fine. She could keep her little private domain for now.“Are you ready?” I asked her, leading her with her hand on my arm to the limo.“I hope so.”“You look beautiful. That blue dress is going to photograph really well,” I told her, meaning every word.She laughed. “I never thought I would be dressing for the media, but I guess there is a first time for everything. Where exactly are we going?”“The Monarch Rooftop. I may have dropped a little hint we would be there enjoying some predinner drinks before a quiet dinner at my place,” I told her.She grimace
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Kylian's POV“What about it? You actually want to have a wedding?” she asked with surprise.I shrugged. “I don’t know. I mean, we’ve got to be married, my kid has to be born in wedlock. I think,” I murmured, not entirely sure of the details but having a feeling my dad would have wanted it that way.“I don’t know how to plan a fake wedding. I don’t know how to plan a real wedding for that matter. Am I supposed to wear white?” she said before bursting into laughter.“I don’t have a clue what the social etiquette is for an arranged marriage. If you want to wear white, you should.”She nodded. “I don’t think I do, but I’ll mull it over. I can’t imagine dress shopping and telling the person I need a dress for a wedding that I’m already planning my divorce.”I smiled. “Maybe don’t lead with that. Do you want to keep it small?” She nodded. “Absolutely. I don’t know that many people I like anyway.I certainly don’t need any additional witnesses to the crime. Is it a crime?” “I don’t think so.
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Yvonne's POVI wanted him more than I had ever wanted another man. I was yanking his shirt off as fast as I could, wanting to get my mouth on all that hot skin.His hands were roaming over my body, before he spun me around.“Don’t move,” he ordered, and I stopped. I didn’t even draw a breath as he slowly unzipped my dress.I had picked my lingerie with him in mind. It was a lot of ribbons and very little fabric. It was not my normal style, but when I had seen the little black number hanging in the window of the adult store, I knew I had to have it.“What the fuck is this?” he growled low in his throat, pushing the dress from my shoulders before slowly turning me back around to face him.I smiled. “I picked it out for you.”He reached out and ran a hand over one of the thin strips of fabric that formed an X over each nipple. The strip connected to a few more ribbons that crossed over my ribs to that tiny black bit of fabric between my legs.“I like it. Walk for me,” he ordered.I looked
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Yvonne's POVHis hands went to my hips, holding me still as he pulled out before slamming back inside my body with such force that the chair slid.“Don’t move!” he shouted.I whimpered in response, eager to do his bidding. He slammed into me again, the chair moving several more inches across the floor.He slapped my ass. “Don’t move!”I cried out as he thrust inside again, and my feet shuffled under me. Another slap, another scolding for moving. I was turning into a pile of goo. My body was creaming all over his dick as the orgasm began to build. It was another violent thrust followed by another slap before I heard myself screaming out in pleasure, demanding he do it again. The chair hit the wall, stopping the slaps and giving me something solid to push against to take those deep thrusts of his cock fully inside my body.I was coming so hard I couldn’t stand up. It had been the longest orgasm of my life, reaching higher and higher as he pushed my bo
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Kylian's POVWaking up with a woman wasn’t anything new to me. It had happened before, not often, but there had been plenty of drunken nights where the woman I took home ended up passing out after a few rounds with me.However, waking up with Yvonne sleeping next to me was different. Her face was pressed close against my neck, her hand on my chest with the ring I had given her catching the sunlight streaming in through the window. I took a moment to process all the strange feelings coming at me. It was then I realized they were feelings of warmth and I would guess contentment. It was strange, and I wasn’t sure what to do with it, so I did what I do best. I got up and left the bed, looking down at the exposed side boob and smiling. I loved her tits.I pulled on a pair of clean underwear and headed for the kitchen. I wanted to make her breakfast. Now that was new. I had never made a woman breakfast in the past. Usually, if the accidental sleepover occurred,
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Kylian's POVI saw the desire ignite in her eyes and for a brief second, I thought she was going to take me up on the offer.“I’m starving. Another time,” she said with a wink, before digging into her breakfast.I was hungry too. She wasn’t the only one who had expended a lot of calories. In fact, I was pretty sure I was the one who did the majority of the work. I kept that to myself as we shoveled food into our mouths.“I know we were kind of joking about the wedding stuff last night, but it actually is a serious matter. Can I call some hotels today?” I asked her.“I can’t stop you,” she retorted.I leaned over and nudged her with my shoulder. “You know what I mean.”“Fine, but don’t you dare steal another couple’s time slot. Bump some stupid conference or something like that—not another wedding.”I smiled. “Your wish is my command.”“I think you said that last night,” she said softly.I laughed. “And I think I fulfilled m
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Yvonne's POVI walked into the restaurant, wearing my guilt like a cloak. Kieran waved when he saw me, and I tightened the cloak a little more. I walked toward him, hating myself for meeting with the guy and hating myself even more for not telling Kylian. I had intended to. I truly did, but things had been going so well, I didn’t want to sour the evening.Everything had felt so right. I had such a good time laughing and joking with him. He was fun to be around when he wasn’t acting like my boss at work. I didn’t mind him acting like my boss in the bedroom. That was an insane turn-on, one I still couldn’t believe made me so damn hot.“Thank you for meeting me,” Kieran said with a friendly smile, greeting me with a kiss on the cheek.I smiled in return. “Sure.”I took my seat and drank from the water glass, needing something for my suddenly very dry mouth. I was convinced all the moisture from my mouth was now resting in the palm of my hands. Kieran had promised I would want to hear what
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Yvonne's POVHe looked furious and hurt. My heart immediately went out to him.“What’s going on here? Did I interrupt your lunch date? Were you headed back to his place to talk about your plans some more?” He sneered.“No! What are you talking about?” I defended.He shook his head. “You lied to me. You said you were having lunch with a friend.”Kieran looked at his brother, not saying a word. “You don’t know what you’re talking about, Kylian. Don’t say anything you might regret.”“Oh, really. You think I might say something I regret?” His hands were fisted at his sides.“Kylian, Kieran is a friend. I told you that when we met the other night. I knew him in college. We were just catching up over lunch. It was nothing more than that,” I explained.He was looking at me with such rage. I could feel how betrayed he felt and wanted to throw my arms around him, telling him it wasn’t true. I was loyal to him.“I thought we talked about this,” he said in a low growl, looking directly at me.“W
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Kylian's POVShe was back a few minutes later with a fresh bottle. She handed it to me before sitting next to me, her head leaning against my shoulder as I fed our daughter.“You can go back to bed,” I assured her.“It’s okay, I like sitting with you. I haven’t gotten to see you much these past few days,” she said.I nodded. “I’m sorry. I tried to get out of that meeting yesterday, but it required my attention. Kieran wasn’t familiar with the company and I didn’t want to leave him high and dry.”“Don’t be sorry. I’m being needy.”“No, you’re not.”“How is Kieran?” she asked.I smiled in the darkness. “Good. Something is up with him, but I’m not sure what. I think it has to do with a woman. He doesn’t want to take over my job—I’ve offered,” I joked.“I’m glad you two are getting along. I really do like all your brothers,” she said.I smirked. “That’s because you don’t really know them. Trust me, if you did, you wouldn’t be quite as generous with your summation of their characters.”“St
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Kylian's POVI heard the soft cries and blinked several times, orientating myself to the room. I listened a little longer to see if she would fall back to sleep on her own and realized it wasn’t going to happen. I stretched my arms before swinging my legs over the side of the bed to get up. I felt Yvonne stir and knew she was waking up as well.“Shh, go back to sleep. I’ve got her,” I told her, putting my hand on her shoulder.I had been trying to do my part, getting up for at least one of the middle-of-the-night feedings. Fortunately, Jaime was a content little girl and was down to only needing to wake once in the night for a bottle. She was a healthy, strong girl and required a lot of food. The first few weeks home from the hospital had been grueling. We were both up for a good two weeks straight before we finally managed to develop a routine that allowed everyone to get some sleep.“Thank you,” Yvonne mumbled.She didn’t need to thank me for doing something I was supposed to be doi
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Yvonne's POVThe next thirty minutes flew by. I barely had a chance to breathe before I was holding my baby girl in my arms.“I think you must have set a new record for first time moms,” the doctor said with a grin.It was at that moment my doctor came into the room. “I missed it?” he asked with surprise.The other doctor gave him the rundown while I marveled at my baby girl.“Would you like to hold your daughter?” I asked Kylian, handing her to him.He took her, held her tiny head in his big hand, and stared at her, tears in his eyes before the nurse swooped in and took her to be weighed and cleaned up.“We have a baby,” he said with complete amazement.I smiled and nodded. “Looks that way. I know you wanted a boy,” I said, feeling a little like I let him down.He looked at me, his eyes wide, shaking his head. “No way! I wanted a baby. You girls are exactly what I want. I couldn’t imagine anything else. She’s perfect. She’s everything I could ever want. The two of you are my entire r
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Yvonne's POVI slowly awoke, trying to figure out what it was that had stirred me out of a deep sleep. I didn’t have to pee, which was what usually woke me up.I lay awake a few minutes before I decided it must have been nothing and closed my eyes, hoping to sleep a few more hours.“Ow,” I muttered when a sharp pain ripped across my lower back.That was when I knew. I sat up, rubbing my lower back. I propped my pillows against the headboard and lay against them, staring at the clock that silently announced it was three o’clock in the morning. I waited, my eyes sliding closed until another sharp pain cut across my back, wrapping around to envelope my stomach in a vise. My eyes went to the clock. It had been ten minutes. I flipped on the bedside lamp.“Kylian,” I whispered, gently touching his bare shoulder.“Hmm.” He moaned, still half asleep.“Kylian,” I whispered again.He rolled to his back, blinking as he looked up at me. “What is it? Hungry?” he asked.I smiled and shook my head.
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Kylian's POVWe finished our dinner before Desmond excused himself to go home to his own family. Cynthia left a few minutes after, leaving Yvonne and me alone in our home. It was ours. We were sharing a home and it felt great. I had been nervous for nothing.“Are you okay with all this?” She pointed to the boxes littering the living room and lining the hallway as we moved through our home.I looked at the boxes labeled with her name and smiled. “I am very okay with this. I can’t wait to start this life with you.”She laughed. “Look around. It’s started.” I smiled. “I guess it has.”“I need to call the stores first thing tomorrow morning and have all my deliveries changed to come here,” she mused aloud.“All your deliveries?” I asked.She grinned. “I’ve been doing some shopping for the nursery. I didn’t want it all sitting in my apartment for months, so I had the deliveries scheduled for next month. I figured that would give me plenty of time to get the nursery in order.”“You’ve bough
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Kylian's POVIn keeping with the way Yvonne and I did everything, we moved her into my place in a matter of two days. We liked to move fast. I couldn’t bear to be apart from her and wasn’t about to let her get away. My penthouse was plenty big enough for all of us. The moving truck, along with a fleet of movers, had just brought in the last box. We were sticking with my furniture for now with plans to redo the place with both of our tastes reflected. That would come later.I could hear my beautiful wife and her friend chatting in the room we were making into the nursery. For too long, the room had sat empty. It had been outfitted to be a guest room with a large bed and dresser, but no one had ever slept in the bed. I forgot the room was even there most of the time. The maid dusted in there and put fresh linens on the bed once a week, but I never bothered going into it.Now, it would be my child’s nursery. Yvonne had already informed me we were not finding out the sex of the baby until
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Yvonne's POVI leaned my head back, shouting at the sky with supreme pleasure as my body spasmed around his, my arms clenching around his neck as I held on tight. He stood, walking with me back into his apartment, my pussy still squeezing his dick inside me as he strolled through his home with my naked, quivering body draped over him.He lowered me to his bed, standing and pulling out of my body. I looked up at him, our eyes locking in the candlelight. It was then that I realized I was lying on more rose petals. There were candles flickering all around the room.I smiled up at him. “You were that confident, huh?”He grinned, raising an eyebrow. “I wanted to be prepared for anything.” “And then I demanded you take me on the balcony.” He laughed. “That was not expected.”His smile faded, and it was quickly replaced with a look of pure heat. His hands reached out to caress my thighs before he gently tugged, rolling me to my side and then to my stomach. I quickly got to my knees, my elbow
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Yvonne's POVTasting his lips sent my body into some crazy, passion-filled frenzy. I couldn’t seem to stop myself. I wanted to eat the man alive. I felt like a ravenous animal as I plunged my tongue into his mouth while pressing my body close. I wanted him. I was desperate for his touch. I had been longing to hear him say the words and now that I had, it was like a switch had been flipped. I practically climbed his body, trying to get closer.“Shh,” he whispered, pulling his mouth from mine as he moved his lips to my neck, sucking and biting.I was so hot and turned on. I was already wet. I could feel the dampness between my legs. My head went back, looking past the twinkle lights strung across his balcony to the stars above. Being outside, in the fresh air and under the canopy of stars barely visible with the city lights flooding the area, was erotic. That wild side of me was feeding off the idea of being outside, in the middle of a bustling city with millions of people all around us
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Kylian's POV“Yvonne, I want to start over. This is your wedding ring. This is the ring I want you to wear that signifies our new beginning. This ring is the one I want you to wear that signifies the rebirth of our relationship,” I said, grabbing her left hand.I carefully slid the ring onto her finger, immediately feeling better about everything. It was like being on a merry-go-round and it coming to a complete halt. Everything in that moment stopped spinning out of control and it just felt right. I no longer had the weight of the world on my shoulders. It was freeing and promising at the same time. I had a woman by my side. I had a partner in life.I had only this one chance to impress her and prove I was worthy of her partnership. In her presence, I suddenly felt unworthy. I should have done more. I should have hired a violinist to play music or had fireworks scheduled to go off. I looked at her, my heart in my throat, waiting for her to answer me.“Kylian, you didn’t have to do th
