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“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

Melanie.

Monday, two days later…

Regan and I just finished making love. Steaming and passionate as ever. We're breathing heavily, trying to even our breaths. He kisses me full on my lips and shifts from my body. Both of us are staring at the ceiling in his home. I've never been brought to his primary residence before. I was surprised when he brought us here, after he picked me from work.

"Why have you brought me here, Regan?" I ask, quietly. My voice stirs the still air. I feel him shift his gaze to me.

"Shouldn't I have brought you here? We're together, Rita." He quietly speaks.

I frown. Together? As what? I'm married and he's engaged. What do we call us?

"As what, Regan? What are we?" I ask, quietly.

Chapter 87.