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Epilogue

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Hayden Evans

For the longest, I had told myself satisfaction was watching Liam's dogs pee on Theodore's grave, but it wasn't.

Satisfaction was seeing marks littered on my wife's neck. Marks that I had given her when my insides burned with an insatiable need to brand her as mine. Marks that looked so harsh on her delicate skin even when they were fading. Marks that blurred as she stirred. With her fierce red hair tumbling across the pillow and curling across her shoulder, she looked unarguably serene, so unlike the woman who had wrecked a wicked Empire.

Taking her in, I reached out and stroked my fingers along her temples and began to trace down lightly along her cheek, her neck and finally her upper arm. My eyes followed down to her breasts, which rose and fell with each breath, lace and satin covering them. Lewd thoughts invaded my mind, tempting me to drag my fingers down the curve of her breast, the slender lines of her torso, and her toned legs.

My phone pinged for the fifth time today, cerebrally reminding me of the accumulating work emails, and yet, my thoughts revolved around the woman who was now snuggled up into my side.

"I need to get up now, Spitfire," I whispered the words as quietly as I could and pressed my lips to her temple.

"No, don't go," Katrina whined, rolling over in my arms, pushing her face into my chest. Fighting the urge to smile at her morning lethargy, I wrapped my arm around her torso, leaning over her on one elbow.

"Some of us have work to do," I said quietly, tracking a frown on her face.

Clutching the arm that I had laid over her, she shook her head. "No!" The sound of protest was followed by a soft yawn. "Are you sure you have to go?"

"Yes, I do." My lips curled into a wicked smile as I released her and slid out of the bed. A feminine groan resounded from my behind before a familiar hand clutched my arm, fingers digging into my skin.

"Another five minutes," she bargained.

With a chuckle at her dramatics, I fell back into bed and she curled back against me, snuggling her head against my chest, her warm body against mine. Twisting my neck, I looked into her golden eyes before kissing the top of her head, watching her eyelids lower.

Her eyes closed quicker than I had anticipated.

"I really need to get up and get ready," I announced as she started to drift off to sleep again. A groan spilled from her lips when I slid from under her and got up. She curled up onto my side of the bed, burying her face in my pillow, barely opening an eye, wrapping her arms around my pillow.