Chapter 80

• Heat surged to Noémie’s face, making her cheeks a deep scarlet. “Oh God, no!” She gasped in disbelief while also trying to hide the huge grin dying to claim her plush lips “I think I liked you better when you barely spoke like three words a day.”
• That was barely the truth. Sure, she had fallen for the same brute that he used to be, but now that he had started to open up and had exposed her to this wilder and a bit darker side of his, she didn’t want him to stop. She loved him for everything he was and more. There was no way she could hate him for anything he did or said. He was the perfect man any woman could ask for. A perfect man who belonged only to her. There hadn’t been a single moment she regretted saying yes to him the day he proposed. Four years with him had been nothing short of a dream.
• “It’s because you love me now,” he said with a pleased sparkle in his dark eyes.