The Billionaire's Salvation: (The Billionaire's Obsession ~ Max) (15 page)

“Sweetheart, if it sends you into that kind of passionate rage, I think I’ll do it every day,” he said with a masculine chuckle.

“I’ll divorce you,” she claimed
weakly.

“No you won’t,” he answered in a cocky tone, stroking her hair
gently.

“How do you know?” she answered cheekily.

“Because you love me,” he reminded her confidently.

“Yeah. I do.” Mia was so satiated that she didn’t even want to argue. He was right. No matter what happened, they’d always be together. She kind of thought it had been fated from the moment she had ruined his expensive suit, looked up at Max, and saw her destiny in his gorgeous hazel eyes. “Do you realize we’re actually outside and naked? This really isn’t good for your image, you
know.”

“You shot my famous Hamilton control all to hell the moment I met you,” Max grumbled. “No more Mr. Perfect for
me.”

“Do you care?” Mia asked him curiously, wondering if he resented losing a little of his old image—the reasonable, calm, respectable Max that he used to
be.

She pulled back to look at his face. He had a happy, silly grin on his face that made her heart skitter.

“Hell no. I’m starting to learn that being a little bit wicked is a lot more fun.” He kissed her gently and brought them both to their
feet.

They dressed quickly, laughing as they brushed grass and leaves from each other. Max took her hand as they descended the rest of the hill and helped her into his new
car.

He drove the speed limit all the way home. Mia teased him about being a grandpa, but when he answered that there was only so much a man like him could take in one day, she
smiled.

Max wasn’t perfect, but he was damn close. And he was hers. A woman couldn’t get much luckier than
that.

Leaning back in the plush leather seat with a sigh, Mia realized that after all the pain and heartache of the last few years, she was finally joined with Max the way they were always meant to be together. And if she was with Max, wherever they happened to be geographically, she would always be
home.

One Month Later In
Tampa

M
ax looked at the file on his desk with a frown, wondering if what he saw in the information it contained was even feasible. Was it really possible that he and Maddie had another sibling? He’d been digging, trying to make sure he didn’t have more family out there somewhere in the world. Although he was completely satisfied with his life now, he didn’t want to have another sibling out there who he didn’t know about. If he hadn’t checked every possibility, he’d always wonder. So he’d let investigators continue to dig for answers. His natural mother had been married two more times after his father had died. It had been entirely possible that she’d had other children. The information was sketchy, but he needed to investigate this possibility, check out the information his agents had recently uncovered.

“Yeah. No problem. I can check it out,” Kade said casually, his voice emanating from the speakerphone on the desk of Max’s home
office.

“It’s pretty unlikely, but I have to check, and I’m not ready to leave Mia again so soon. I can’t,” Max admitted in a husky voice to his brother-in-law. “And she has projects that she has to complete.”

Kade’s groan echoed through the room over the phone connection. “You two need to knock that crap off eventually.”

Hell. Max hoped they never did. Even though he knew exactly what Kade was talking about, he asked innocently,
“What?”

“The disgustingly in love stuff. It’s getting nauseating,” Kade answered in a disgruntled
voice.

Max looked up as Mia entered the room, looking gorgeous in a sexy red dress that made his cock instantly hard. “Mia’s ready. We’re out of here. We need to get to a charity function. Thanks for helping me out. I’ll have what I’ve got sent over to you,” Max told Kade absently, reaching out to disconnect the
call.

Coming to his feet, Max brushed the arms of his tux, never taking his eyes off his wife as he met her in the middle of the
room.

The last month had been a time of exploration and discovery for them. Every day he thought there was no way he could love his wife any more than he already did. But every single day, he tumbled just a little deeper in love with the incredible woman standing in front of him, a woman who had bared her soul to him over the last month, and allowing him to do the same. They were close in a way they had never been before, sharing the joy and the gut-wrenching emotion of a love so strong it was almost terrifying. Almost…but not quite. The ecstasy was definitely worth a little fear. For him, Mia was worth everything.

“You look beautiful.” He knew the words were inadequate. She looked amazing. The red silk cocktail dress flirted with her knees, the material hugging her curves intriguingly.

“You’re looking pretty gorgeous yourself, Mr. Hamilton,” Mia said flirtatiously, straightening the bow tie of his tux. “Are we
ready?”

“Whenever you are, sweetheart. Are you sure you’re okay with this? I know you aren’t particularly fond of these events. But if somebody irritates you, tell them exactly what you think.” Honestly, Max didn’t think his wife had much of a problem doing that anymore.

Max knew that Mia only agreed to go with him to these types of events because he had to go, but she attended with him anyway. He was grateful that she stayed at his side, but he didn’t want her to continue doing something she didn’t like to do to please
him.

“I’m fine with it. It’s something you need to do and I want to be with you,” she told him calmly. “I’m ready,” she said suggestively, turning toward the
door.

Max’s jaw dropped as he saw the back of her dress. Or rather, when he saw that her dress pretty much had no back. The front of the dress was deceivingly demure, but the back was completely unacceptable. “You aren’t wearing that?” Max said, but it was a question rather than a statement.

“You don’t like it?” she questioned innocently, winking at him cheekily.

Hell yes…he liked it. Every male within viewing distance would love it. The back dipped down to the top of her ass, showing an abundance of smooth, creamy skin. “I love it. And so will every other guy at the ball. I’ll end up in a brawl by the end of the night,” he grumbled, but his mouth was dry and his breath caught as he watched the silk sway temptingly near the curve of her
ass.

“I don’t care about any other guy. I only care what you think,” she told him bluntly.

Max moved forward slowly, staring at the expanse of exposed skin on her back with a covetous, possessive
look.

She’s mine. She always has been and always will
be.

“How exactly do you wear undergarments with that?” he asked in a husky voice, pretty certain he didn’t want to know the
answer.

“It’s a little tricky. Honestly…I can’t. They don’t work with this dress,” she replied nonchalantly as she headed for the
door.

I was afraid she was going to say
that.

Max caught up to her at the door, his hand moving to the back of the dress, nudging it gently aside. It only took a little nudge to expose her tattoo. “Damn. You know what that does to
me.”

“I know. But it’s covered,” she reasoned.

It didn’t matter to Max. He still knew it was there, and he was looking at it right now. “You remember what I said,” he rumbled in a warning
voice.

“I do,” Mia said, turning to shoot him a
fuck-me
smile.

She was reeling him in, and she had him: hook, line, and sinker. “I’m a man of my word,” he told her dangerously. “And we’ll be late for the ball.” Not that he cared. His balls were blue, and who the hell would really miss him
anyway?

“It won’t exactly be the first time.” Mia turned and put her arms around his
neck.

Max was a goner, but he didn’t even try to hide it. He scooped her into his arms and kissed her as he carried her to their bedroom, Mia’s laughter echoing throughout their huge home, a home that was now completely filled with
love.

They weren’t late for the ball; they never even
went.

Max sent an apology the next day, but it was just a formality, a note claiming something urgent had come up. Really, he wasn’t actually sorry at all, and the excuse wasn’t exactly a lie. But he couldn’t tell the whole truth…that they had never made it out of the house that night all because of a silky red dress, a sexy tattoo, and a certain something that really had urgently come
up!

The Billionaire’s Obsession
Series:

The Billionaire’s Obsession
–
The Complete Boxed Set (Simon’s
Story)

Heart Of The Billionaire
–
(The Billionaire’s Obsession ~
Sam)

The Billionaire’s Salvation
–
(The Billionaire’s Obsession ~
Max)

Coming Soon: October 20, 2013
–
The Billionaire’s
Angel
(The Billionaire’s Obsession - A Christmas Story)
This story will be included in a Christmas duet with Cali Mackay entitled “A Maine Christmas...Or
Two”

Coming Soon: November, 2013
–
The Billionaire’s
Game
(The Billionaire’s Obsession ~
Kade)

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