The Deity of Death (Virgins and Villains #3)

Extended Epilogue

MELINA

Seven Years Later

I f someone told me this was where my life would end up the day I stepped onto Malik’s soil, I’d call them crazy. After all these years, I’m still madly in love with Malik. We have two beautiful baby girls. My dad even managed to convince him to leave the old world behind him and move to my own country.

Part of me still believes it’s because my dad wouldn’t be able to go without seeing me. No matter his reasons, it makes my heart swell with love for everyone around me.

I step into Malik’s office unannounced. He grumbles at the intrusion, opening his mouth to chew out whoever bothered him without warning.

“I told yo—Melina? What are you doing here?” Malik’s stature shifts from stern and business-ready to the lovable giant he shows me in private. “I thought you were spending the day with the kids before we got some time alone for our anniversary.”

“You remembered?” My smile grows so wide, it makes my cheeks hurt.

“Remembered? How could I forget? Seven years together is a big deal.” Malik jumps out of his chair and kisses me hello as I round his desk.

Apart from a single tuft of graying hair on the side of his head, Malik hasn’t aged a day. If anything, he’s only grown another layer of dense muscle over his already bulky frame.

“I thought I’d come to surprise you,” I finally answer his question. “Dad came over early, and he’s keeping an eye on the kids until you’re finished.”

“Wait a minute.” His eyes narrow. “Does that mean he’s joining us this evening?”

“I didn’t have the heart to say no to him. And the girls are excited. They spent all day making you cute little gifts,” I whine and give him the big puppy dog eyes he can never say no to.

“Fine, he can join, but you’ll have to make it up to me.” Malik places a hand on my skirt.

“Oh, I’m sure I can do that.” I slip off the edge of his desk and drop into his lap. “After tonight, we have the whole weekend to ourselves to do whatever would make this right.”

“All these years, and you still tickle my brain in unimaginable ways,” Malik says in a husky whisper.

He leans in to kiss my neck, nibbling gently up to my jaw before our mouths collide. And right on cue, I feel the first jerk of his ever-stiffening manhood.

“Slow down, tiger,” I whisper in his ear. “We still have to get through the building. You’ll make it much harder with this tent in your pants.”

“Fuck ‘em,” Malik groans. “Nothing stands between me and my woman.”

And he’s proven it time and time again. The man he killed to get closer to me. The fights in bars and nightclubs when someone tried touching me. And even cashiers at retail stores when I bought new shirts. Malik has defended me from the very beginning, and he’s never going to stop.

“You know I fall deeper in love with you every time you go and say something silly like that, right?” I press a gentle kiss on his forehead but get off his lap to stop him from losing control.

And oh, how my monster can lose control.

“I do,” he says with charmed confidence. “But now you know how I feel every time I look at you.”

The End

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