“Guilty.”
My breath stops in my throat and I barely realize I’m smiling. I’m smiling so hard my face hurts. He’s guilty, and I’m safe. Ella, Jett and I can finally start our lives together.
One Year Later
Epilogue
Jett
I smile as I kneel down to kiss the swollen belly of the woman standing before me. Her tanned skin glistens in the summer heat and her dark hair blows with the warm breeze. The long white dress that she wears accentuates every single curve on her lust-inspiring body. I still can’t believe that this woman is mine. Cami, my wife.
The wedding was supposed to be next year, but in light of the impending birth of our son, Thomas Jackson Stewart, or Tommy for short, we figured what better time than now to get married.
Ella looks beautiful in her baby pink flower girl dress. She's not the most graceful as she walks down the aisle flinging petals at everyone who is within reach. But she giggles and smiles and everyone thinks she's adorable. Of course she is, she's my daughter. She'll be totally full of hell when she's older, if she takes after me at all, so I hope that she takes after Cami some. Her poise and positivity seeps into everyone that she meets. I hope that Ella just gets a pinch of that on top of her spitfire personality.
My father and Wilson stand with me. The wedding is absolutely beautiful, the Brotherhood really came through. They take care of everything, of us. There my extended family now. While they don't replace Jackson, they help fill the void he left behind. But he'll live on, in me, in my son. In the bike that currently has streamers hanging from the back of it. Cami says she'll ride it only a few feet before we switch to a car to leave for honeymoon. A weekend at a cabin in the woods, just the two of us. Aunt Suz is taking care of Ella and knowing that Ty is locked up means I don't have to worry anymore.
I may have asked a couple of the guys to check out the place, just in case. Sometimes I just can't help but worry. After everything that's happened to us, to Cami, no one blames me.
But now our life can really start together. The three of u
s, soon to be four. At the end of the year I'll officially become a Brother, then our family will grow even more. And I'm lucky for that.
I'm so God damn lucky.
“I love you, Mrs. Stewart,” I say, kissing her before our first dance.
“I love you, Mr. Stewart,” she replies with a laugh.
Despite my life being a series of mishaps and bad luck, I finally found the one who completes me. Cami has been nothing short of a miracle and every obstacle that has been placed in front of us, we have conquered together. For the first time in my life, I believe in a happily ever after.
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Beauty and the Billionaire Bad*ss
Book One
Preview
Carter
“We’re almost there, sir.”
Carter sighed heavily. With each turn of the town car he felt the weight lifting off his shoulders. Soon, soon it would be his turn for revenge. Soon he would own everything.
The town car was long and sleek, much like its owner. It was a pure shade of black, so deep that it appeared to be blue, much like the hair of the man riding in the back. Carter Braxton’s eyes were also a flashing black, set in a deeply tanned face. His Greek origins were easy to see, not only in his features, but also in his frame, tall and lean with sculpted muscles. In a different era, he would have been a Greek God. Hell, he still felt like he was.
The town car glided to a stop in front of the entrance where Carter’s Personal Assistant and bodyguard exited the vehicle first, holding open the door for his employer. He was a huge, muscular man with dark black skin, a smoothly shaven head, and a single gold hoop earring. If Carter was a Greek God, Darren was a pirate, minus only the eye patch and broadsword.
Carter could feel Darren’s presence as he followed him up to the door and rang the bell for him. Carter was leaning heavily on his silver-headed cane, but when the door opened, he straightened fully, quickly passing the cane to Darren. There was no way in hell he would look weak, especially tonight.