The Stranger Behind My Orgasm novel Chapter 224

Chapter 224: RECONCILIATION TOUR

Finnegan

The car rolled to a stop in the huge parking lot of the suburban house. I stepped out, the cool evening air brushing against my skin, and my fingers tightened around the shopping bag in my hand.

There was the faint scent of chlorine in the air as I strode to the security house where the guards were stationed.

"Welcome home, Boss," Arnold grunted, dipping his head in a slight bow.

I nodded curtly, scanning the area out of habit. "What happened at Owen Smith’s house? I want every detail."

He scratched the back of his neck. "Uh, we had parked the car a block away because Miss Kellerman didn’t want to spook the man. Barely twenty minutes later, we received a call from Miss Kellerman."

"They were at Owen Smith’s residence, we heard noises of shouting and fighting, so we moved in immediately to contain the situation, but the intruders got away and so did Owen Smith."

I exhaled slowly, the tight knot in my chest loosening just a bit. It wasn’t that I doubted Abigail, I just needed a full picture of what happened and how best to make sure she was safe all the fucking time.

"Next time, do not stay a block away. You stay where she is, Arnold. Always. Understood?"

"Yes, sir."

I dismissed him with a nod, left the security house, and headed to the main building, striding inside. The shopping bag from the jewelry store swung lightly in my hand.

The house was quiet, the living room empty. I paused, listening for anyone at home, when soft laughter and splashing drifted from the pool area.

I followed the sound, stepping out onto the terrace. The sight stopped me cold. Abigail was in the pool, water glistening on her skin like liquid diamonds.

She wore a black bikini that clung to her curves, the gold waist chain I’d bought her in Santorini catching the light with every movement.

Her dark hair was wet, slicked back, a few strands clinging to her neck. Bruises still marred her cheek and ribs, but she looked radiant as ever, her blue eyes crinkling as she laughed at something Angel said.

That beautiful divine sound. River lounged on a chair with Annette next to her, fast asleep, while Angel splashed water at Abigail, giggling before her green eyes spotted me.

"Dad!" My little princess waved eagerly at me.

"Hi princess, have fun today?!"

"You bet we did."

Abigail turned, spotting me. Her face lit up with that smile that always made my world feel lighter.

She swam to the edge, water cascading down her body as she pulled herself up slightly, elbows resting on the tile.

"Hi Mr Wolfe, you’re looking very scrumptious," she teased, cornflower blue eyes sparkling.

I couldn’t resist. I set the bag down, walked to the edge, and leaned down, pressing a gentle kiss to the top of her wet head.

Then I reached down, scooped her out of the pool in one smooth motion, water dripping everywhere.

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