PMICharlotte

“You want revenge on The Heartstones. I want something as well, while the Heartstones fall before your eyes.”

I frown, meditatively. A sick excitement courses through me.

“What do you want?” I ask, unable to suppress my enthusiasm. The thought of Regan and his family destroyed, thrilling. 

“I need a wife and pregnancy, so that my father can hand over the entire business to me.” 

I frown, wondering what that has to do with me. 

“Marry me tomorrow and sign an agreement to get pregnant for me. Then watch the first wave of The Heartstones’ devastation.”
 

Her Nectar, His Peak

My eyes lock with Rita and I swear I feel her voice call my name, deep in my heart.

I lost my heart the day she crossed to meet Defranchez, six years ago in Florida. But I was helpless. Couldn't do more than let her go, because she was a daughter to my father's enemy.

Beautiful in the shimmering silver dress she wears. Her lips, a natural hue with her tanned skin. Her hair in a stylish hold, leaving her long neck, exposed. She looks really beautiful.

A nudge on my elbow and I see Dinah looking up at me.

"Where're you lost?" She teases, a smile on her beautiful face.

God, Dinah is really a challenge in bed!

Her delightful body, her wantonness. But she isn't Rita. She doesn't evoke the tenderness that was shared between Rita and I, six years ago.

Actually, I haven't found that same feeling in over six years. It wasn't teenage hormones. I was 24 then and she was 18.

Chapter 26.