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“That’s a lie! His father was a—”

“You are also being charged with tax evasion, fraudulent activity in your offshore accounts, and the physical abuse suffered by your granddaughter recently.” The room has grown quiet, and a few have taken out their cell phones to record this humiliating moment. “Turn around, and hands behind your back.”

He’s lucky I haven’t broken his leg in repayment for hurting Solimar—yet. I’ll wait to personally visit him once he’s inside and sleeping in a communal room.

“Do you know who I am? I will not be treated like this by some culicagado—”

“Hands behind your back, or we will use excessive force.”

“You’ll pay for this.” That threat is for me, but it also sets off the shocked man beside him. Matias Quintero doesn’t disappoint and reaches for the gun on Geronimo’s holster, who just so happens to be distracted by the arrest happening near them.

His face is red, and sweat dots his temples. His hands are shaking, and his breathing is a bit choppy while pointing the barrel at my chest. “You will never walk out of here alive.”

A gun goes off, but it isn’t his.

A bullet pierces flesh, but it doesn’t end his target.

All eyes turn to Veronica and the small black handgun in her grip. Her shoulders are tense and eyes hard. “You’ll never hurt my family again. You’ll never threaten to take them from me.”

Her husband’s shocked expression becomes vacant a few minutes later as blood continues to pour from the wound in his chest. The stain grows and some drops litter the floor below while his father is arrested amid cries of injustice.

And while the commotion clears and witnesses are told to vacate the premises, two of the four have indeed escaped. Too bad for them, I like the chase. To not play by the book as I’ve done with the other two.

They can run, but I’ll catch up. Today. Tomorrow.

In approximately thirty-six hours…

It doesn’t matter.

My attention is on my new bride. The woman I married at the rise of dawn in a private ceremony this morning before God and our family.

She’s all that matters, and while things played out in a way designed to alleviate them of any guilt, I’m at peace. Jose will rot in jail. Matias will rot beneath the earth.

“Are you okay?” I ask, stroking a finger down her face after exiting the room. We’re in a gathering room with her family close by, the justice department head running them through what’s to come. “Tell me what you need, and it’s done.”

“That man stopped being anything to me years ago.”

“Being upset is normal and—”

“I love you so much, Alejandro.” The emotion and honesty behind those three words cause my heart to thump harshly inside my chest. Makes me feel one hundred feet tall. “Thank you.”

“No need to thank me, Preciosa. Your needs will always supersede mine.” I bring my lips down to hers, nipping the bottom before soothing the sting with the tip of my tongue. “My purpose in this life is to make you happy—protect you, and if I fail at either, then I don’t deserve you.”

“You more than deserve me.” Solimar wraps her slender arms around my neck, pressing herself closer. “And if your purpose is to make me happy, then mine is to provide pleasure.”

“Is that so, little flower? It’s a dangerous offer to make.”

“It is.” She grips the hair at the back of my neck and pulls. The slight sting feels good. “And I have something special for you to take ownership of. A tight little hole that’s begging for her strong husband to take and—”

Before she can finish, I have her thrown over my shoulder and I’m striding toward the exit. “Have a good day, and don’t bother knocking because we won’t answer.”

“But we need to discuss what happened today. This is a crime scene, Mr. Lucas.”

“Tomorrow we can discuss.” The government employee’s mouth opens, a rebuttal sitting on the tip of his tongue, but the look in my eyes ends that. “This is your only warning. Disturb me and my wife today, and I’ll shoot you myself.”

EPILOGUE #1

Thirty-six hours later…

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