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“Nothing dangerous, baby. Just business. I’ll be back soon.”

“Okay,” she whispered.

We’d talked a lot about our life together, and she’d accepted that there were things I would have to keep from her from time to time, but only if it was club business. And though I didn’t say it out loud, shit like tonight. That darkness would never come near her.

“Love you, baby.”

“Love you, too.”

I kissed her forehead, then brushed my lips over the fuzzy little head of our daughter before standing. Ellery cradled Corinne to her chest as I helped her stand, then she walked me to the door.

“Won’t be long,” I told her again. “Lock up, baby.”

When the door was shut and I heard her set the alarm, I lifted my chin at the car across the street and received a wave in return.

As expected, one of my brothers had dropped off my bike, so I stalked to the driveway and climbed onto it. I sent a text to Mav, letting him know I was on my way, then I took off.

He was waiting outside the guesthouse when I arrived. It was a small structure built at the back of the compound, surrounded by trees so it was virtually hidden if you didn’t know the place was there.

There were several “guest rooms,” as we jokingly referred to them. A few functioned as cells, and two others were set up for interrogation. The one where Kenny waited for me was completely soundproof and easily sterilized since it was usually very messy when in use.

Mav unlocked the door and gestured for me to enter first. Then he locked it behind us and followed me to the basement.

Kenny was strung up in the center of the room, and I narrowed my eyes when I saw his split lip. No one was supposed to touch him. I scowled at Mav, and he shook his head. “Fought us getting in the trunk, his face hit the lid. Now get this shit over with so I can get home to my old lady.” He walked to a chair in the corner and plopped down on it.

There were very few rules when it came to the use of this building, but one that Fox never budged on was using it alone. Just to make sure no one did anything truly stupid or fucked up, at least two of us always had to be in the room.

I faced Kenny, and he stared at me with stark terror on his face, and his already wet pants grew darker as the smell of urine permeated the room. I grabbed a pair of gloves so I wouldn’t get my hands soiled.

“Please,” he begged. “Just turn me over to the cops.”

“Rotting in prison is too good for you,” I grunted as I strolled up to him, then I punched him in the nuts. “Death is too fucking good for you, but I’m not one to prolong torture.” My right hook smashed into his jaw. “Well, not for too long.”

Soft hands glided around my torso and clapped together on my chest just as I felt Ellery’s cheek resting on my back.

Her curves pressed against me, and I sighed at the warmth of her body and the heat from the water cascading down over us.

“You’re back,” she whispered.

I took her hands in mine and raised them to my lips, kissing each one before turning around and taking her into my arms. “Sorry if I woke you, baby.”

After returning from the guesthouse, I’d gone straight to the bathroom, put my clothes in the trash, and got into a steaming hot shower. I needed to wash away the filth before I climbed into bed with my woman.

“Don’t be. I’m always happy to find you naked in the shower,” she teased, rubbing herself up against me like a cat.

“Watch it, baby. Or you’re gonna end up against that wall with my cock buried inside your pussy. And I don’t have it in me to be gentle tonight.”

“Who says I want gentle?” Her gaze dropped to my chest, and she traced my tattoos for a few seconds, then she looked up at me through her lashes. “I need you to make me forget.”

An hour later, we collapsed into bed, both of us exhausted and completely satisfied. But I needed to do something before we fell asleep. I rolled over and opened my nightstand drawer, then picked up the little black velvet box I’d stashed in there.

Turning back over, I flipped the lid open and withdrew the three-carat diamond engagement ring I’d ordered for her. Then I tossed the box onto the ground and shifted onto my side to face Ellery. She mirrored my position, and her cheeks turned pink as she watched me take her hand and slide the ring onto her finger.

“Not gonna ask you to marry me because you don’t have a choice,” I said gruffly.

Ellery giggled, and my lips curved up.

“But I’ll ask if you can be ready to do it this weekend.”

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