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Now I know his intention behind dragging me here.

His lips moved on mine very skillfully. They were submerging me in his earth-shattering kiss. I closed my eyes and kissed him back. My hands remained fisted on his t-shirt, and he cupped my face to angle my face to get better access to my mouth. He started to press his lips against my jaw, and they moved downward to my bare neck. His wet lips pressed butterflies kisses on the length of my neck. His hands moved inside my top.

"Skyler," I whispered in my breathless voice when he cupped my right breast.

"Hmm," he hummed, but did stop what he was doing. He closed his mouth on the base of my neck and sucked my skin. My eyes rolled back when he rubbed his thumb over my sensitive nipple. He knows how sensitive my breasts are, and whenever he touches them, my core starts to weep. He suddenly stopped and moved a little back, making me look at him in confusion. I instantly missed his warmth. Before I could ask him, he lifted me in bridal style and walked inside the room.

"What are you doing?" I asked him while looking at his face.

"Taking my bride to bed," he said with a smirk on his lips. My eyes widened in wonder when he said that.

"I don't remember marrying you," I said with raised brows. My hands were around his neck to support myself. A smirk formed on his face when I said that. His smirk was making my heart beat fast. I was about to ask him when he laid me down on the bed and hovered above me. He attacked me with his lips, not letting me question him. His lips once again engulfed mine. His fingers played with the hem of my t-shirt. He was about to pull it when I stopped him. He broke the kiss and looked at me with confused eyes when I didn't let him pull my t-shirt.

"What's wrong?" he asked over my lips. I took a much-needed deep breath before questioning him.

"Who is Irene to you?" I asked, looking straight into his eyes. I have wanted to ask this question for so long. At first, I brushed it off, thinking I'm not going to be part of his life, so his personal life has nothing to do with me. I was going to go back to my life in my hometown once Neil had surgery. I have been telling my heart this since the day we came to New York. But I know this man in front of me has changed all my plans by wreaking havoc on them. I know he has no intention of letting me go. It's not yet decided, but if I'm going to stay, I need to clear up all the things between us. If he is riding on two boats at the same time, then I will not waste my time and push him off my boat straight into the ocean. At first, I was alone, but now I have a child, and I won't let him play with our lives.

"She is just my friend and business partner," he said, looking down at me with a serious look on his face.

"Then why is her name saved as my sweet Irene in your cell phone?" I asked in a stern tone, looking back into his forest-green eyes.

"It was her who saved her name like that in my cell phone," he replied, making me furrow my brows at him.

"Why?" I said it with a big scowl on my face.

"It was over a stupid dare, and I never paid attention to it to change her name," he said with a sincere look on his face.

"What dare?" I asked in my stern tone again, refusing to let it go. I wanted to know everything.

"She thought I had a secret girlfriend, so she changed her name and dared me not to change it to get a reaction out of me. But I didn't pay attention to it," he explained with that same look in his eyes. My heart heaved. I have the same fear too. I took a deep breath before opening my mouth.

"So she had feelings for you," I said with a heavy tone. A lump formed at the base of my throat. I was scared to listen to his answer.

"Honestly, I don't know. For me, she has been my friend and business partner only. Other than that, she is nothing to me," he said while looking straight into my eyes. I was surprised at his answer. I swallowed the bitter lump that formed at the base of my throat.

"What if I say I don't want you to be friends with her?" I questioned him. My heart drums fast under my rib cage when I ask that. My inner voice laughs at me. Why will he break his friendship with her for you? I know he will not. I lowered my eyes. I was getting ready for his rejection.

"Then I will not be friends with her," he said without beating around the bush. I lifted my eyelids and looked at him in shock. He tugged my stray hair behind my ear.

"You and Neil are more important to me in this world, and if you don't like me being friends with her, then I will not," he answered in a calm tone, surprising me again.

"So do you have a secret girlfriend, then?" I couldn't help but ask that question. I remember what I had seen on the news. He was holding a woman's hand. My anxiety increased after remembering it. He chuckled at my question, and I glared at him. Does he find it funny? My heart is almost in my mouth.

"The only girlfriend I ever had in my life is you, and you were never a secret because I wanted to show every man on this planet to whom you belong," he said with a glint in his eyes. I lowered my eyes. With a very heavy heart, I prepared myself to ask him what I had been dying to know since day one.

"Then do you have a secret wife?" I questioned while biting my lower lip. His answer startled me.

"Yes, I do."

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