“This is how it will go down, Lance,” Jaden growls. “You file for divorce within the next three business days. You take Evelyne’s friend with you. If she stays behind or you fail to comply, this recording gets into Evelyne’s hands, her family and yours.”
“Go fuck yourself,” Lance grunts, his lip gushing blood.
Jaden hovers over Lance, his eyes darker than a winter night.
“Don’t push it, Lance. I’m really generous here. If you’re going now, you still have your medical career and a woman. If you stay, you’ll lose everything. And if you ever come close to Senna again, I’m gonna kill you with my bare hands,” he says through clenched teeth. “It’s your choice, dickhead.”
He finally straightens and releases Lance, who starts smoothing his clothes.
Jaden strides to the door, and just before he reaches me, he swivels his head back to Lance.
“And by the way, keep slandering me, and I’ll slap you with a suit. I know you have money, but so do I, so don’t fuck with me.”
He exits the room and wraps his arm around me, pulling the door shut behind us.
Smiling as if nothing has happened, he looks at me. “Are you ready to go home, baby?”
“Yes.”
He lowers his lips and kisses me. Soft and fragrant, warm and kind.
He’s the best man I could’ve loved.
The man who set me free.
Epilogue
SENNA
Four yearslater
Turquoise water stretches allaround the island.
I can see it through the open doors.
The draperies flutter in the ocean breeze as the afternoon light filters through the palms and blooming shrubs.
“They’ll be here soon, baby,” I whisper, smiling against his bare chest.
“They’re not gonna find us.”
“Yes, they will,” I say, chuckling. “We have invited them.”
He rolls onto me, his eyes glinting with mischief.
“Oh, no...”
“Oh, yes...” he murmurs.
He flashes a smile as my hands roll down his back. Wetness drips between my legs.
“Open for me, baby...” he says quietly.
I part my legs.
He slides into me, filling me up.
“This feels good,” I murmur. “It always does.”