Rhys shook his head at his wife and her father. The more he learned about that family, the happier he was that Hyacinth was his wife and they were on his side. “Just know that I will always be there to protect you and keep you safe, Mrs. Mannetti.”
A discreet cough sounded next to them. “Um, sir. Maybe we can get started on the ceremony now.”
Rhys nodded, but never took his gaze from Hyacinth’s face. “Yes, you can go ahead and marry us. Again.”
Hyacinth smiled as she thought about the secret hiding underneath her clothes. Just a couple of days ago, she found out there would be a little Mannetti running around in less than nine months.
If he thought he’d surprised her with this unexpected wedding, then just wait until she got him alone tonight.
Meeting Rhys had been fate.
His love was a gift.
Hyacinth had no doubt their life together would be a wild ride, but she was ready for anything that came their way. As long as they had the moonlight beaming down on them, flowers to brighten their day, and each other to hold on to every night, that’s all they needed to be happy.
Once the ceremony ended, Rhys turned to her. “Forever, Mrs. Mannetti.
Tears flowed down her face as she gazed into his eyes. “Forever, Mr. Mannetti.”
~ FIN ~
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Ruthless Bachelor
Summary
People say I don’t have a heart…or a soul. That I’m not capable of caring about anyone but myself. They’re wrong. I love my family, even my troublemaker little brother. Women? Meh, not so much. I learned the hard way to never confuse my heart with my dic… well, you get it.
I have the perfect life. I answer to no one and everything I do is on my terms. Nothing gets in the way of what I want, and yes, that includes women. I’ve had countless attractive women in my bed, for a night, but never more than that.
Heads up ladies, I have very special skills that women crave, but I’m a one and done with you kinda guy. Don’t give me your number. I won’t be calling you. Names are optional. I’ll probably forget it anyway. I’m not a complete ass about it. I always make sure to have a car waiting in the morning.
And then Anya walks into my neat, compartmentalized life and now the jokes on me. One taste of her, and I want more. Need more. Crave more. Does Anya really believe that she can deny me? Hasn’t anyone told her that I play dirty? I’m not going anywhere because I know I have what she can’t resist. One problem, she seems to hold the same power over me. My name is Hunter, but I might just have become the prey.
One
Hunter
Sipping my favorite scotch, I looked around at all the single women mixing and mingling, playing their nightly game of ‘Catch a Bachelor.’ If only these women knew the truth, they’d probably run for the front door as fast as they could. I could describe every single man in this room as an Apex Predator, myself included. We didn’t play fair. We played to win. And tonight, winning the game meant getting the hottest, most beautiful woman in the room to take a ride in the elevator upstairs to our expensive apartment.
Just thinking about the possibilities in store for tonight brought a smile to my face. I took another sip and watched as one of my buddies strolled through the crowd, making his way over to me. A half-smile tilted my lips as I watched him get closer.
“Hunter,” he greeted, sitting in the chair across from me.
“Bryce,” I returned, lifting my glass in a mock toast.
His gaze flitted around the packed room of people before he turned back to me. “Full house tonight.”