Total pages in book: 35
Estimated words: 33166 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 166(@200wpm)___ 133(@250wpm)___ 111(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 33166 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 166(@200wpm)___ 133(@250wpm)___ 111(@300wpm)
Atlas walks toward us. He frames Callum’s face before locking their lips. The kiss is passionate, unbridled, an inferno of desire unleashed after being trapped for so long.
My body ignites, and I come as I watch my men kiss. Callum grunts and follows me over the edge as my pussy milks his orgasm from him.
“When did you learn Persian,” I ask breathlessly as we catch our breath.
“I started going to classes when you did. It’s important to you, so it’s important to me.”
I blink back tears, unable to form words. I stare at the men I met under questionable circumstances. Men I care for beyond all reason.
“You’re going to stay, right?” Atlas asks.
I nod and whisper, “Yes.”
“Good,” Atlas says, a smile flirting on his lips. “Now open those legs so I can eat.
EPILOGUE: MONA
(Five Years Later)
“I can’t believe you married your kidnappers,” my sister says as we walk down the aisle.
I turn to her and smile. “Why? Did you think you were the only one who got to marry a kidnapper?”
My brother, Dariyus, laughs at my other side. “She’s got you there, Az.”
“Don’t look so smug,” Azadeh retorts. “If I remember correctly, you drugged your wife in hopes of impregnating her.”
Dariyus laughs as he raises his hand. “That wasn’t my idea. One of my stupid husbands came up with that idea.”
I glance at my siblings, feeling both joy and sorrow.
Joy that the three of us are living our lives on our terms the way my mother intended when she left Iran, fueled with hope and fear.
Sorrow because she isn’t here to see how happy and free her children are.
Two powerful hands wrap around my waist and spin me around. “What is that pretty head of yours thinking about?”
I smile at Callum, placing my head on his chest. “My mom. I wish she were here to see all this.”
The loudspeaker crackles and Atlas speaks into a microphone. “Ladies and gentlemen, can I have your attention?”
Everyone in the room stops and turns to him. I smile at the small group of misfits that I love more than anything.
My sister, Azadeh, with her husbands, Zeke, Cyrus, and Lev. Their children run around like maniacs under our feet.
My brother, Dariyus, with his family, Briar, Ezra, Malichi, and his two little ones, who are as jubilant as their cousins.
My best friend, Ari, smiling brightly beside the tall guy who gives off somewhat scary vibes.
And then my two men, Callum and Atlas, the loves of my life, beaming with all the love in the world as they gaze at me.
“Mona, our beautiful wife, the light in our darkness, the beat of our life,” Atlas says.
“Stop being cheesy and get to it,” Cyrus yells, and a few people chuckle.
“As I was saying,” Atlas continues, “Mona, you mean everything to Callum and me. I hope you know that there is nothing we wouldn’t do for you, but unfortunately, some things aren’t in the realm of possibility. We know what you want most in the world on your wedding day is to have your mother here with us. Since we couldn’t do that, we made you this.”
Atlas steps off the stage and walks toward me as the lights dim and the screen lights up with my mother’s image. She’s in her hospital bed, frail and weak, not the warrior I knew her to be.
“Mona, azizam. I’m so sorry I can’t be there with you when you graduate, on your wedding day, or when you make me a grandmother. But I want you to know that my heart is with you even though my body isn’t. I’m looking down on you, joonham. Dooset daram doktaram. Love you, my darling daughter, and I’m so proud of you.”
I don’t realize I’m crying until Callum gently wipes the tears from my cheeks. “We thought that would make you happy, Kitten.”
“It does,” I whisper, “but it also makes me sad. She would’ve loved you two. She would’ve loved having all these grandkids running under her feet. I miss her so much.”
I gaze at my two men, my heart so full of love for them. They aren’t perfect. Some might call them monsters, but they’re my everything. “I love you two so damn much.”
Atlas pulls me to him, kissing the top of my head. “We love you, too, wife.”