His Love by Claire Ava

Author:Claire, Ava [Claire, Ava]
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Tags: alpha male, Billionaire, alpha male romance, billionaire love, billionaire erotic romance, billionaire romance
Published: 2015-04-23T07:00:00+00:00

Chapter Twenty-Two

The first time my wife invited my brother to our home and dressed it up as some surprise, some bridge to a fantastical Happily Ever After, I'd been pissed. I felt manipulated, because if I denied her the gift and done what I really wanted to do (kick him out), I would have been the bad guy who didn't want happiness and gum drops and unicorns.

When I slogged from the elevator, hurling my keys into the basket near the door, finally wanting something heavy and alcoholic to drink, hearing my brother's voice didn't bring on anger. Maybe I was too exhausted. Too defeated. I just looked up at the ceiling and mouthed, what's next? Maybe locusts. Or another long lost sibling.

Leila skidded from the dining room, immediately doing damage control as she hurried toward me, her curls bounding around her worried, beautiful face.

"I should have told you he was here, but he just showed up and I could tell he was close to doing something he'd regret-"

I cut off her words by pulling her to me, covering her mouth with my own. I poured all the love in me into the kiss, just wanting to stay with her. I was sick of living in a world with kidnappings and monsters. I wanted a world that was nothing but she and I.

I pushed away everything else but her taste; the sweetness of her tongue, the honey of her moans as I roped an arm around her waist and pulled her close. She smiled against my lips as her arms locked around my neck and she curved into me, our bodies locked in an embrace that swept me towards a bliss that only existed when she was in my arms.

I took a breath, but my eyes were still closed, hands still holding onto her. She was my sanity. She was the only thing keeping me together.

"Wow," she sighed. I opened my eyes and it was like she'd pulled the sun from the sky and the light and warmth streamed from her pores. "Your talk with Alicia must have gone well."

And just like that, the light went out. I let go of her, the urge to drink roaring back with a vengeance. "Depends on how you define ‘well’."

Her footsteps were hollow and apprehensive behind me. "I define ‘well’ as good. Progress."

"Huh." I didn't even turn toward the dining room, steering my way toward the liquor cabinet. "Well, progress was made I suppose. She admitted that she did it."

"Oh my god," Leila whispered. The horror in her voice made my heart ache. It was the horror I'd hoped for in my mother. I wanted to be wrong. To believe she was incapable of what she'd done. Now that I had all the pieces and the puzzle was assembled and indisputable, I felt like a fool for asking the question in the first place.

She did it, and I had no doubt that if faced with another situation that called for her perverted sense of justice, she'd do it again.

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