Sweet Pain: A Dark Mafia Billionaire Romance (Amatucci Family Book 3) by Sadie Jacks

Author:Sadie Jacks [Jacks, Sadie]
Language: eng
Format: epub, azw3
Published: 2020-10-29T18:00:00+00:00

Chapter 20 – Ryker

I held the door open as Willow walked through into the show space of her bakery. It was still cheery, if a little distant, but I think it echoed its owner perfectly.

My girl had up walls and they were unscalable unless she gave you access to the secret map. Luckily, I’d gotten to glimpse that map. And I’d stormed her battlements until I made her mine.

She’d done the same to me, thank her goddess. Boring and normal. Normal and boring. This might be the hardest test we set for ourselves, but I had no hesitations that we were going to ace this test as well. We were meant to be. The other half of the coin. And every single other cliché known to mankind about soulmates.

“You’re not actually listening to me are you?” she said, a laugh in her voice.

I grinned. “No. Sorry. Just ruminating on our awesomeness. What did you say?”

She smiled. “At some point, I think I want to have a full service bakery. A little place where people can come in and hang out. Eat delicious baked goodies. Host baking parties or other fun things.”

I looked around her space. Could almost see it come alive as she’d envisioned it. I nodded. “I think that would be a great idea. Do you want to keep this location? Get a bigger one?”

She shrugged. “No idea. I think the first thing I need to do is make sure I still have clients to keep the doors open here.” She wrinkled her nose. “Just my luck, I would start to become successful and then have my life implode.”

I pulled her into my side. Kissed her hair.

She chuckled. “Well, not all of it imploded.” She turned her face up to mine, pressed a kiss to my chin. She blew out a breath. “Let’s go say hi, shall we?”

I held out an arm, bowed slightly. “As you wish, my lady.”

She snickered, bobbed a curtsey and moved through the double swinging doors. As if she’d just gotten a two-hour massage, I watched her body ease and relax. She was a baker. It wasn’t part of her profession or just a job. She thrived in making edibles that brought other people joy. This was her vocation, her reason, her passion.

She spun around her space, touching each piece of equipment lovingly. I could have sworn I heard her whispering to it all. And…yup, she hugged her mixer.

I chuckled softly. I didn’t want to interrupt her reunion. Her recentering. I don’t know that there was any one particular thing in my life that I could wrap myself up in. Lose myself in the minutiae or even the big picture.

Nothing except her.

“Am I intruding on your love affair?” I asked.

She shot me a vibrant smile over her shoulder. “Maybe just a little.” She winked. She danced over to the walk-in cooler. Ran her hands over the solid steel surface. “Sometimes, when the kitchen gets so freaking hot that it feels like it’s melting my bones, I escape in here.

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