EPILOGUE
VANNAH, ONE AND A HALF YEARS LATER
We had a panic room installed in every home we own. The penthouse back in Miami for when we have to tend to the casinos and restaurants. The island house for when we want our privacy and the Florida Keys mansion with its sprawling gardens and pools. Yes, pools. Three of them. One even has a little bridge I like to call the kissing bridge because every time I go swimming with Maxim, he pulls me under it and kisses me until I can’t breathe.
“Is it time?”
I am sitting on the bathroom sink watching the timer as it gets to the last ten seconds. It dings and I jump off just as anxious as Maxim to know if our second attempt at having baby number two is coming true.
I kiss the top of little Maxim’s head resting in his father’s arms and turn a watery gaze up to my husband’s.
“Let’s find out.” The second time around hasn’t been as easy but this time I really think we might be expecting again.
Four tests are spread out on the counter and I pick each of them up and turn back to Maxim who looks like he’s about to pass out from the wait.
“How do you feel about having a girl this time?” I turn the pregnancy tests around and show him four positive signs. “We’re having another baby!”
He places tiny sleeping Maxim in his bassinet in the conjoined room and next thing I know I am flying around our master suite.
I’m against a wall and the summer dress I have on is nothing for the desires of my bratva husband. He rips the tiny spaghetti straps and I’m naked in under five seconds.
I’m still breastfeeding our son and the hormones coursing through my body are off the charts insane.
Milk dribbles down my breasts to wet me and him and he leans in, takes a nipple, and sucks.
I’ve never come faster in my life.
Pressing me to the wall, he reaches under me, frees his cock, and sinks every last inch inside me.
Palming both my breasts he holds them together and alternates sucking on one and then the other as he makes love to me.
My second orgasm is so fast it nearly leaves me permanently blind. I gasp for air and try to tell him maybe we should move to the bed for what I know will be at least an hour-long love session. But he’s not letting me speak for all the kissing.
And I have no plans of stopping him.
The East Syndicate is a thing of the past with the help of Serenity’s husband. Together he and Maxim finally put a stop the all the horrors and trauma the outfit terrorized Miami with. Not everything my husband does is above board but he doesn’t kill either.
“A mafia princess,” I say and I watch as Maxim’s eyes light up with joy.
“Nothing would make me happier.” He kisses me wildly and with so much passion my love for him grows beyond measure.
I know the world we are bringing her into will be nothing like the one I lived in where my father left me vulnerable. This baby girl’s father would die protecting her just like he would me and our son.
My bratva, my beast, my everything claims me soul and all. I feel the strength of his love pour into me as my body takes his milk like it’s the first time. This man, this family, this life is all I will ever need.
I’m truly blessed to be bred by the bratva.
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