Total pages in book: 36
Estimated words: 34098 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 170(@200wpm)___ 136(@250wpm)___ 114(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 34098 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 170(@200wpm)___ 136(@250wpm)___ 114(@300wpm)
Mason kept his eye on the door, waiting for the moment she would enter. This had been Holly’s idea.
His men were watching the kids. He felt sorry for them because little Leo was a menace. His firstborn had been a son. He also had two daughters, who were not terrors, but Bethany, their second child, could be a little difficult when she wanted to be. He loved all his children. There was a short time when he didn’t, especially when they were just born, and Holly was screaming in pain.
That was the only time he struggled with their births. Seeing the love on her face, he knew he loved his children more than anything. Holly, though, was his life.
His beautiful wife stepped into his nightclub. Her hair was long with a few curls cascading through the length that fell to her waist. She was stunning. She wore a red dress, this one different. Three children later, she had told him there was no way she was fitting into the old one. He didn’t care. She had full curves, and he loved every inch of her.
Holly never had to hide her body from him. She was pure perfection.
She stepped toward the dance floor, the heels on her feet making his cock ache. She rarely wore heels with the kids and he wouldn’t want her to. Running after children required flats or sneakers, not heels. She would break her neck doing that.
The music began to change and she had already caught the attention of several men in the room. None of them would ever be able to touch. She belonged to him. And then, she started to dance. He watched her body, the way her hips swayed to the beat of the music. Her eyes were closed as she got lost.
Five years ago, he watched her, and before he got chance to touch, she had vanished into thin air. This time, he didn’t just have to watch. He could touch, and that was exactly what he intended to do. Throwing back the last of his whiskey, he got to his feet and stepped toward his wife. Other men watched him and they were clearly shocked, but as he wrapped an arm around her, Holly opened her eyes.
Sliding his thigh between her legs, he pulled her in close and allowed her to rock to the beat of the music. Slowly, the music filled their senses and the rest of the nightclub disappeared. It was only the two of them. He loved this woman so fucking much.
Holly slid her hands up his chest, wrapping them around his neck. “Happy Anniversary, Mason.”
He ran his hand down toward her ass, squeezing the flesh in his palm, hearing her moan. “Happy Anniversary, Holly.”
She tilted her head back and stared up at him.
Gripping the back of her head, he slammed his lips down on hers, taking the kiss he’d been craving for so long. Holly had given him more than just her love. She had given him a reason to live. She had given him something he never thought he would have. She’d given him a family, a life that he loved.
He was still Mason Campbell and he protected his family fiercely. That was never going to change, not now, not ever. He would always love his family and if anyone tried to take them away, they would answer to him. And no one would want to feel his wrath. He was a family man and a father, a husband, but he was still the king of this city, and he had no problems hurting those who threatened him. All they needed to do was ask William, her ex, who had decided to take a job overseas. Mason had warned him not to talk to Holly. It was a mistake he had made, and he had paid for it.
Holly would always be safe. She would only ever know happiness and love, because she belonged to him.
Staring into his wife’s eyes, he felt the love he had for her and only her. She was the woman for him and he would never, ever let her go.
The End