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I loved camming and loved being seen, but between Hugh and Tim, it had left me feeling unsafe.

‘I don’t know if I want to. Maybe if I can find a way to do it anonymously, and with you.’

‘You know you’ll never have to work if you don’t want to. Or you can stay here and make and sell socks and cakes, or whatever your pretty little head dreams up.’

‘I do like to be watched,’ I said, trying to broach a subject I’d been unsure of. We’d done some kinky things together, but now that we were in a real relationship, I didn’t know where I stood.

‘Baby girl, I’ll make all of your dreams come true. Right down to the absolute filth you crave. If you want to be watched, or fucked, or anything else, just let me know. I’m more than happy to share, as long as I’m the one who gets to keep you for good.’

‘You wouldn’t be jealous?’

‘Of seeing you writhing in pleasure? Never. As long as it’s agreed before it happens, I’m down for whatever sick little fantasies you want to explore.’

He led me into the cottage before stoking the log burner and getting the fire crackling and popping.

‘Will you help me decorate it?’ he asked. ‘Or we can pay someone to come in and do it all.’

‘I’d love to. Do I get my own drawer?’

‘No, Valentina. You get the whole damn house. If you want to. Move in with me?’

‘Really?’

‘I don’t want to go between my place and yours any more. I want to have you all to myself. You can keep the apartment with Lara if you want to, for when we visit the city.’

‘What about your flipping massive mansion?’

‘Ewen’s going to keep living there, and it’s going to always be kept for our family get-togethers, where any of us can stay when we want to. This can be our country digs.’

He sat down on the rug in front of the fire, his leg still stiff when he tried to fully bend it.

I straddled his lap and stole a kiss, melting against him as the heat from the fire licked at the side of my face.

“Is that a yes?’ he asked.

‘It’s a yes, Daddy.’

‘Now be a good girl and get out of your wet clothes so Daddy can christen his new rug.’

‘The doctor said—‘

He pulled my hair back harshly and bit at my neck while I whimpered. ‘Fuck the doctor. If I don’t fuck you, I might explode.’

Logan stretched me out around him by the fire, filling me until the day darkened into night and we both lay in an exhausted, sweaty heap in our new home.

CHAPTER FIFTY

LOGAN

Spring gave way to early summer as flowers bloomed to their fullest along the edge of the cottage. I’d left Valentina sleeping in our bed as I made a coffee, inhaling its deep scent, before heading out to the garden and grabbing an apple on route.

The early morning sun flooded the hills to the rear of our property, sending golden hues bouncing through the valley.

‘Morning,’ I said as my donkey, Rosie, came trotting toward the edge of his field, nudging at my pockets as I reached out to scratch her behind the ears. ‘Alright, alright. Calm down. You know I’ve got it in my pocket.’

She stomped a hoof as I pulled out the apple and broke it in half, giving the first half to her as I sipped my coffee.

‘Such a greedy girl.’

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