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“Congratulate me,” Logan ordered as the doors began to close. “She said I do.”

Shock was the last expression that he saw on his VP’s face.

“Punch the button for our floor, sweetheart,” he told Charlotte.

She did.

He got to keep holding her.

Step one in my mission…complete. It had been a long shot. He hadn’t actually thought Charlotte would go along with the idea of a marriage to him. He’d just casually tossed the proposal out there, curious about her response.

Hah. There was nothing casual about it. I intended to chain her to me in every way possible, and she just served up one of the most binding chains in a five-minute, drive-thru ceremony for me.

Quickie divorce, his ass. Not happening.

He hummed.

“Did you just hum?” Charlotte asked as her head lifted.

His arms remained around her. “Nope.” Yes. He had. A habit he’d picked up from Simone over the years. Whenever she’d been particularly happy, she’d hummed.

She’d also done it when she was worried but…

He was currently humming due to happiness.

Step one, complete.

Once Dr. Jacobson gave the all clear for Charlotte, Logan would move on to step two.

Step two would be pretty easy to achieve. Fuck her until she screams my name. Give her the best series of orgasms that she’s ever felt in her life.

Then, well, on to step three…

Convince her to fall in love with me.

And that just left step four…

Kill the bastard who drugged her.

He could be so mission oriented.

He might have just hummed again.

Chapter Fifteen

Her eyes cracked open. Her hand stretched out on the pillow beside her. A black pillow case. Silk. And her hand…her left hand…

There’s a ring on that hand.

She sat upright, fast, whipping up in the bed. She was naked. Naked in Logan’s bed. Wearing a ring on her left hand. Memories flooded through her mind.

She was…

They were…

“Good morning, my beautiful wife,” Logan’s voice boomed.

Married?