Ravenous Kingpin (Kingpins of the Syndicate #4)

14. Killian

CHAPTER 14

Killian

I had a wife.

And not just any wife. I had Emory DiLustro, the girl I’d fallen for and always wanted. When I learned of her death, the idea of marriage equated to a business transaction. It didn’t matter to me who it was. It was the reason Branka’s marriage to Sasha Nikolaev never really bothered me. Yes, it fucked up my business plans of expanding into Canada, but that was all.

However, it was a completely different story now. A strong sense of possessiveness grabbed hold of me and refused to let go.

As we stood on the New York City pavement, I studied the woman in front of me, looking like the best thing my life had ever had to offer.

“Let’s commemorate this moment.” I brought out my phone and pulled her close to me. “After all, you promised me a photo six years ago. Remember?”

Her expression fell, but she quickly schooled it. “I don’t.”

“Yes, you do.”

She rolled her eyes but remained silent, confirming my suspicion, and something about it rubbed me the wrong way.

I interlinked my fingers with hers, ignoring the pang in my heart. I’d always prided myself on keeping a cool head and not allowing anyone in. Yet this woman somehow had the ability to provoke me without even trying.

“Congratulations,” a group of tourists cheered, their Nikon and Canon cameras hanging off their necks. “Many, many years.”

“Just two will be enough,” Emory muttered under her breath.

Except, I might have told a little white lie to my new wife. I would keep to our agreement of a secret marriage as long as she didn’t run.

The two-year term, fuck no. But I’d take those two years and work on convincing her that she belonged to me.