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“Ah, the less spoken about that, the better,” Peter interrupted, throwing a look at the camera angled away from us. “Just in case.”
Nodding, I shrugged. “I owe all of you the biggest apology.”
Ily squeezed Mollie’s hand.
Mollie flinched, pain etching her face. I skimmed her body and the skimpy blue lingerie she wore. Bright red handprints painted her belly and thighs.
Roland.
Fury howled. My temper exploded. “I promise I’ll kill him for you. Somehow.”
She gave me a conspiratorial glance. “Definitely not a cop if you’re willing to kill for us.”
“Better than a cop,” Ily whispered, smiling at me softly. “He’s a Mercer.”
My heart skipped.
I practically fucking swooned toward her, drawn in by the leash of her love.
Peter looked at both of us as if his favourite puppy had just died.
The moment stretched until Ily shook herself and glanced behind me.
I turned to look, spying the older woman waving at us with her tea towel.
Releasing Mollie’s hand, Ily caught my eyes. “We have to go. I’ll return to the jewel quarters with Mols and Rach.”
I opened my mouth to stop that idea. She might not be safe wandering around the fortress with Masters high on testosterone, but she held up her hand and proved our thoughts were in sync just like our heartbeats and souls.
“I’ll be safe, I swear. We’ll go straight there. I won’t leave until you come to get me.”
Genuine fear cut through me at the thought of her being so far away.
“I’ll talk to you soon then,” Peter murmured, his eyes flicking to Ily’s. “We need to find a way to catch up properly.” His gaze shot to mine, narrowed and cold. “Maybe you can give her more time with us. We can’t liaise properly if you keep her shackled to your bed.”
“Paavak,” Ily grumbled.
“I know. I know.” Giving me a wary look, Peter stepped into her and wrapped his arms around her. “Just be safe, jaanu.”
Ily gave me a guilty wince all while her arms went around him.
Jaanu?
What the hell did that mean?
It took all my willpower to stand by and let Peter hug my reason for existence.
Rachel gave me a sad shrug and Mollie a wry smile before the two jewels broke apart and Peter pushed his luck by kissing Ily on her cheek. He whispered a string of Hindi into her ear.
It was so fucking hard not to grab her.
Breaking apart from him, Ily stepped into me, squeezed my shaking fingers, then darted out of the busy kitchens.
Mollie followed her, but Rachel lingered.
Cupping her lower belly, she struggled for words. “W-We’re trusting you with our lives, Master H.”
“Henri.”
