CHAPTER TWENTY-ONE Chained to the bed with deity-reinforced steel chains—a wedding gift from the gods—Sadie lay nervously waiting for Andrus in his safe house bedroom.“But what if I break them again?” she called out.Andrus entered the room, shirtless and carrying two glasses of champagne. He looked so damned sexy with his light olive skin, hard chiseled pecs, and ripped abs. She couldn’t believe this sexy huge man was now her husband. And holy cow. He’d picked out one heck of a diamond ring for her. The wedding bands, however, would have to wait. He said he wanted to have them made in Russia when they went to visit his castle after their honeymoon, which, by the way, would be on some private island near Greece that belonged to one of the gods. They’d leave tomorrow morning. Anyway, yes, Andrus had a castle. That was pretty cool, though she couldn’t wait to see the merry-go-round he kept in the basement. Andrus told her he’d purchased it from an old Russian circus, hoping his children would enjoy it someday.
What do You think about IMMORTAL MATCHMAKERS, INC.?
