Stolen Vows: Black Rose Auction Book 3 by Sav R. Miller

Author:Sav R. Miller [Miller, Sav R.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2025-02-25T00:00:00+00:00

Frankie hands me a red silk tie, then flops down on the sofa across from the wall-mounted mirror. The guest rooms at the auction site are straight out of an Architectural Digest spread, complete with massive beds, luxurious satin sheets, and remote-controlled blackout curtains.

It’s the picture of ultimate comfort, yet I barely slept at all last night.

A part of me is simply unhappy with being away from home, as I’ve never had much luck sleeping anywhere but my own bed. The other part is filled with an inordinate amount of adrenaline from thinking about my wife sleeping somewhere else in the mansion, all alone for the last time.

“Are you sure this is a good idea?” Frankie asks, kicking his feet up over the sofa arm and reclining with his hands behind his head. “Your uncle isn’t exactly scouring the earth to find her. Maybe we should just leave her be.”

“Gino might say he’s not looking,” I respond, knotting the tie at my throat, “but I don’t believe him. Since the Elders haven’t been able to make me pay for my crimes fully, I have no doubt they’ll be closing in on her soon. There’s no way her presence is going unnoticed. Not when they know I’m also here.”

My uncle might have been undecided at first with an expectation to rat, but he turned completely after learning that Stella had simply walked out of our lives. Though forced to work under me after my father’s death, the man’s been waiting for an opportunity to correct what he views as treason, but not by Stella—by me.

Because I let her go.

“Why did you let her go?” Frankie asks.

I freeze, meeting his gaze in the reflection of the mirror. “Excuse me?”

He stares up at the vaulted ceiling. “You didn’t think I bought the story about her just walking out of one of the most guarded towers in Boston, did you? Give me a little credit.”

“I…wanted her to have more.” My jaw shifts, clenching tight. “A real life.”

“In exchange for your own?” He cocks a brow. “I mean, I’m sure you predicted they’d go after her.”

I had, but there was never a version of that image that ended with them actually getting her.

I’ll do whatever necessary, manufacture whatever meeting or rendezvous, to make sure of it.

A knock sounds at the door, and Frankie gets up to answer, one hand on the gun he smuggled in at his waist. Because of the auction’s strict no-violence policy, we had to get a little creative in retrieving our weapons, enlisting the assistance of one of the royals in attendance.

I slide my gloves onto my hands, stretching my fingers.

Genevieve’s smiling face appears in the doorway, and Frankie lets out an irritated noise, stepping back to let her in. She sweeps right past him in a bold, shimmering black evening gown, her toned biceps and deep cleavage on display in the strapless piece.

Without greeting me, she makes a beeline for the minibar in the far corner of the room, then immediately uncaps a small bottle of water.

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