The Land Where Sinners Love by V. F. Mason

The Land Where Sinners Love by V. F. Mason

Author:V. F. Mason [Mason, V. F.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Amazon: B0BYQDKFPM
Goodreads: 123259544
Published: 2023-03-15T00:00:00+00:00


The warning is loud and clear.

And as fear sinks into me, sliding through my veins and sending chills down my spine, I do the only logical thing in this situation.

I call my husband.

Because whenever shit hits the fan…he’s the only one who can protect me.

CHAPTER ELEVEN

“Atonement needs to be earned.

And anyone telling you otherwise is a liar.”

Zachary

Zachary

Furious doesn’t even begin to describe me when I enter the restaurant, where several heads swirl in my direction and nod at me in greeting.

Classical music blasts from the speakers in this luxurious space that my wife loves so much because it’s the first place I took her, and somehow, it became special to us both.

It has beige furniture scattered all around the perimeter of the rectangular space on the roof of the building. Pink vases holding tulips sit atop the round tables surrounded by four chairs.

A glass covering serves as the roof, allowing for streams of sunshine to brighten up the place, making it almost glow and giving it a sophisticated look from an earlier century when such designs graced every luxurious house.

The waitstaff wears black-and-white uniforms. Their soundless leather shoes don’t disturb the customers with their constant clicks on the parquet as they run around delivering the orders.

The enclosed space creates an even greater sense of urgency because people’s desire to get in are even greater if they feel special and important by snagging a table.

Within years, the demand for it only grew and, as a result, getting an invitation became almost impossible unless you knew someone important or were someone important.

Luckily for me, my abundant wealth means I always have a special table reserved for me.

My woman will never stand in line or be denied the opportunity to eat wherever the fuck she wants, whenever the fuck she wants.

From the right corner, the view opens up to the city panorama, showcasing the magnificence and beauty of it all. Being so high up, we almost seem to be floating in the air.

“Mr. King! Happy to see you again.” Betty, our usual server, rushes to me and smiles. “Dr. King is waiting for you.”

Pleasure rushes me whenever I hear anyone addressing my wife by the title.

While I’m proud of all her accomplishments, the fact that I managed to pull all the strings and come up with bullshit excuses to change the name from Hale to King on her degree certificate…puts me on another level of obsessed and possessive.

The idea of everyone calling my wife Dr. Hale just sent rage all through me, and I had the deep desire to go and punch Sebastian every single time. Bad enough her ex-husband still stays in our lives, and we even work together, but for her to carry his name in any form?

Un-fucking-acceptable.

“Would you like your usual?” Betty asks and, at my nod, taps something on the tablet, ready to escort me to my table.

“No need. Thank you, Betty.”

With this, I stroll toward the round table closer to the panorama where the crystal chandelier shines brightly, casting colorful lights on the guests.



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