Total pages in book: 101
Estimated words: 97426 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 487(@200wpm)___ 390(@250wpm)___ 325(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 97426 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 487(@200wpm)___ 390(@250wpm)___ 325(@300wpm)
I move to place her back on the car and hover over her as I lift our arms over her head. Slowing the pace, I make love to my gorgeous wife.
She nuzzles my cheek and kisses my face as I rock in and out of her body. Pulling away, I look down at her as she looks up into my eyes while she bites her lip. My own release rushes me.
I tighten my hands and cover her lips with mine. Right as I start to spill inside of her, the sound of an explosion grabs both of our attention.
I straighten and look down over Bridge Lake. The red, yellow, and orange flames burst into the air and turn into thick gray-and-black smoke. My heart starts to pound.
I pull out and tug my pants up. I’m frozen in place for a moment. My brother and cousin are supposed to be down there at that race. Pulling my hand down my face, I feel sick to my stomach.
They never learned about me. Have I lost them too?
“Ant, baby, they’re okay.”
“Don’t make promises you can’t keep, Alexis. I don’t have a good feeling about this. Let’s go.”
Chapter 1
Breaking News
Anthony
“Breaking news. This just in. The son of Bridge Lake’s local mogul and business tycoon, Ulysses Kylix has been in a terrible accident.
“As you can see here in the video, two vehicles seemed to have been involved in the collision. Our sources say there was one fatality. Supermodel Joshua Kylix, who goes by Kelex on social media and in the fashion and entertainment industry—as you can see on the screen here is in critical condition and headed into surgery.
“One other local, Takuya Nakamura, seems to be stable but in critical condition. In a statement from the Kylix family’s publicist, they’ve asked for privacy as they get through this trying time,” the news reporter says as I stare at my television.
“The police say there’s an ongoing investigation. Sources say this may be a case of street racing gone wrong. There’s one suspect in custody and another person of interest. However, no names are being released at this time.”
I turn the television off and blow out a breath. Will is the suspect in custody. By the time we got to the scene, he was already cuffed and in the back of the squad car. I didn’t know Joshua was the one in the second ambulance. I only saw them load the young kid.
His back was fucked. I pull a hand down my face. I still don’t know what happened. Everyone else was gone.
I made some calls. The word is that asshole Jeremy Harris started it all. I couldn’t stand him.
If he wasn’t already dead, I’d kill him myself. It’s not the first time his name has been linked to some shit like this.
“Babe, you should eat. I made you some chicken and waffles. It’s our first dinner as a married couple. I know you’re worried about your family, but there’s nothing you can do about it tonight.”
“Thanks, baby, but I don’t think I can stomach anything right now.”
“Okay, well, I’m going to stick it in the convection oven to keep it warm, or if you decide to, you can heat it up.”
I grunt and nod. I know this isn’t how we planned to spend tonight. I owe her more than this. I stand and follow her into my small kitchen.
I got this place after Uncle Blake got locked up. I didn’t know if his problem would spread. I needed to put distance between me and the house.
This place is a small apartment in Vander City. Expensive but private. Nothing I can’t afford. Alexis won’t want for anything. I keep a clean place and I have enough money to hold us over for a while.
That is if we stay in Vander. I haven’t mentioned the move since the ceremony earlier. With all that’s going on, I know it’s not the right thing for us at the moment. However, I push that thought aside.
I move behind her and bury my face in her neck. She always smells so nice. Placing my hands on the countertop on either side of her, I take a deep breath.
“I’m sorry. This isn’t fair to you. Come on, let’s shower. I’ll eat later. For now, we can chill. Maybe pop that champagne for a toast.”
She turns and wraps her arms around me. “That sounds nice. I wouldn’t mind going another round. That was so amazing. I’m glad we waited.”
Her phone rings and she pulls it from her pocket. She ignores the call and taps at the device a few more times before she places it on the countertop behind her. I lift a brow.
“You’re not going to answer?”
“No, that part of my life is over, block and delete. I decided to stop being used the moment I looked up into a pair of hazel-green eyes. I want tonight to be about my husband.”