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“Jesus!” I hear Eden shout.
Leaving the tea, I rush back to the living room, only to find her staring at her phone.
Standing in the doorway, I say, “What?”
Her eyes are wide, and she seems a little pale.
Hurrying closer, I take hold of her hand and turn the phone so I can see what she’s looking at.
Oh…Fuck.
Her bank balance.
“We had a deal. You agreed to it,” I remind her.
Then it registers that she only had twelve dollars before I transferred money into her bank account.
She grabs the phone and looks at her balance again before giving me a bewildered look.
“It’s just money,” I murmur.
Finally, she finds her voice. “It’s…Jesus.” She shows me the screen again. “Look closely. Did you make a mistake and type in too many zeroes? I can go to the bank tomorrow and send it back to you.”
My eyebrow lifts, and grabbing her wrist, I tug her against my chest.
“Don’t you fucking dare return any of it. That will piss me off.”
She gapes at me as if I’ve lost my mind, then mutters, “It’s way too much. It’s…It’s…”
“It’s yours. We had this conversation already. You needed security.”
“But…” Her eyebrows draw together. “It’s a million dollars, Dario. A. Million. Dollars.” Her eyes widen again. “Oh my God. One Million Dollars.” Lifting a hand to her forehead, she begins to look a little queasy.
Picking my woman up bridal style, I take a seat on the couch and position her on my lap. I frame her face with my hands, and press a kiss to her parted lips.
“It’s so much,” she whispers.
“And not nearly enough.” I give her a pleading look. “Let me give you the world, Tesoro.”
“But…” she shakes her head. “Don’t you need the money? I know you’re rich, but I thought you had…like a couple of million, and if you give me so much, what does that leave you with? And how do I…? What do I…?”
I force her to look at me. “Breathe, Tesoro.”
She inhales a deep breath, her gray eyes stormy with conflicting emotions.
“I have a hell of a lot more than a couple of million,” I say so she won’t worry about me. “To me, a million is like…” Remembering her balance before I sent her money, it’s actually hard to think of an amount to compare it to, and I end up muttering, “It’s nothing to me. I won’t miss it at all, so please take it.”
She stares at me for a long while before looking at her bank balance again.
I wait patiently until she murmurs, “What do I do with so much money?”
“Whatever you want.” Pulling the phone out of her hold, I set it down on the table beside the couch before focusing all my attention on Eden again. “You can invest some.”
“Yes. I have to get it out of my account before someone steals it.”
“No one will steal it.”
“You sure?”
