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As in he shortened it.
     
    She chose me.
    She mother fucking chose me .
    I ached with wanting her but I couldn’t act on it, not yet. She wasn’t ready, at least she wasn’t ready for what I wanted to give her. Cinn has spent years at the hands of a madman. Recently, I’ve caught pieces of how rough he was with her and it’s what she expected because it was all she knew. Yes, I wanted to be all up in that pussy. It was my due, my God damn right but … Cinn doesn’t know me anymore and I am not the man she remembers. So we’d start off slow. Shit, I’d been jerking myself off for nine God damn years, a few more days wouldn’t kill me. All this time she didn’t know … He’d kept it from her . But how in the fuck did I not know? This was my fault and as much as I wanted her, to take her now in my state of mind I’d probably hurt her.
    Taking her to the roof for dinner, she looks over the side and smiles at the view of the river. Then looking to her right she squeals when she sees the Ambassador Bridge. She hasn’t been excited like that since I bought her Moby Dick for her birthday when she was fifteen. Turning to face me, she puts her hand out and I take it.
    “God, the air … Do you know I’ve never been to Canada? And it’s right there, I can almost touch it. ” Her saying this confirms my initial suspicion; she was a fucking prisoner. “What does being your queen mean?”
    “It means we make decisions together. It means that what is mine is yours. We rule together, like I said, my men are now yours. But above all, I want you to be happy, ” I tell her. “I don’t ever want you to feel trapped or forced. If all goes well perhaps one day you can come to love me.”
    “That’s what Savage said, ” she mumbles.
    “What exactly did he say?”
    “He said you would take care of me, put me above all others.”
    “For once, he was right.”
    “I won’t share you, ” she says going red in the face. I don’t think she even noticed she’d palmed the knife from the table either. My woman, she was blood thirsty. “If there are others I’ll leave now, taking my chances out on the streets. If you put a whore you’ve been with or are with near me, I’ll kill her.”
    “No others, ” I vow. “Fuck, this is moving faster than I planned.  I was prepared for you to put up a fight, demand space or at the very least deny my claim but Cinn, I couldn’t be more pleased. Sit with me, ” I motion her then pull out her chair. “And allow me to explain some things while I feed my queen.”
    Placing the napkin in her lap, she takes a sip of the wine poured for her and places her chin on her palm. So young yet, so wise, this one. Cinn is twenty-two to my thirty-five. She commanded an empire but has seen little of life and how it works. The guilt for my part in that cuts deep. The fury of all these years denied us because I took the risk in trusting the wrong man eats at me. Knowing what those years did to her … Fuck, I had to focus.
    Sliding food onto the fork, I lift it to her mouth and nearly come when her lips wrap over the metal. “The night we found you, I had been with Savage about a year. He treated me like a son, teaching me the business but even then I saw his greed. He certainly didn’t hide it and I knew one day it would cost him. He knew early on how I felt about you but I was too old for you, too wild, too new to this shit. Savage said the choice would be yours when you became an adult. He said you needed a chance to grow up in a safe environment and I agreed. I worked hard to free you, us, but he had eyes everywhere. Spending time with you made those the best years of my life. Had I stayed he would have killed me, maybe you too. He fucking knew how I felt, everyone did. So I took the deal, started my own empire and believe me, I wanted to take you. But, those early years were bloody and no place for you and he knew that. I had trusted he made that fucking deal to keep you safe.”
    “My