Chasing Mrs. Knightly

By Pamela Ann

After all the hurdles, the highs and lows, the love and hate, the ceaseless fights, Sienna and I had finally reached a full circle, coming together as husband and wife. 

I had everything I could ever ask for and all the happiness I could ever dream of, but I couldn't help feeling that something was amiss… 
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This revelation cemented my purpose.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Pamela Ann
• Release date: Jun 12, 2018
• ISBN: 9781386152224

Pamela Ann

is a New York Times and USA Today Best Selling Author. She studied Fashion Marketing in United Kingdom and has a degree in Business. She has a penchant for pastries, dogs, renaissance paintings, steamy angst-filled novels and traveling.  Get personal notification through your email when Pamela Ann has something new coming out. Join in on special two-chapter previews for upcoming releases, giveaways, current promos, announcements & more. SUBSCRIBE FOR THE NEWSLETTER HERE: http://eepurl.com/PnuMj YOU CAN ALSO FOLLOW HER... Website: http://pamelaannbooks.com Blog: http://pamelaannbooks.blogspot.com Facebook: http://www.facebook.com/pamela.annauthor Twitter: https://twitter.com/PamelaAnnAuthor  

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3

A Vision…

She came as surrender, as my fate…

Renewed, merging with the very depths of my soul.

She touched a part of my heart that no woman had ever touched.

Sienna was all I had ever wanted, what I had dreamt about in such a time when I had thought and believed she would never find out what my true intentions were—the truth that had been hidden in the depths of my heart. She was like I drug—a possession I wanted to hold, to conquer.

When the perfect opportunity had presented itself, I had chased after her like I had never done in my life, giving my all to a woman even though I had no clue if she felt the same way as I did. Her newly broken heart hadn’t deterred me. I hadn’t pondered for a second or hesitated to capture her as mine. I couldn’t stand idly by and be the gentleman she once thought I was. When it came to her, I was all or nothing. The addictive, lust-filled needs I had for her in the very beginning spiraled into something so much more unexpected, something I hadn’t fathomed ever happening to me.

Falling madly, deeply, and ceaselessly with abandon was a new emotion for me. Furthermore, even though it came as a surprise, I embraced this newfound yearning I had developed for another being. I needed her to breathe, to signify my life as a whole.

My love had no depth. It was a bottomless pit of overpowering emotion I couldn’t control…

And even though I loved her to no end, there was something else I craved, maybe just as much as I wanted the very woman herself. It was a troubling fact, and yet it was something I couldn’t ignore. It gnawed at my soul.

Like everything in life, nothing came easy.

Thus, I was chasing Mrs. Knightly.

4

Pillow Talk

Approximately 6 months ago

S ienna? I murmured softly as I kissed her forehead while mindlessly stroking her hair with one hand as I gathered her hand, entwining it with my other.

Hmm? she responded, sounding sleepy and exhausted from the rigorous physical exertions that had gone on for about an hour.

I had recently purchased a small island off the West Indies, and it just so happened I needed an exotic, secluded place to take my newly wedded bride. This came as a perfect solution.

Shutting my lids, my mind immediately went back about fifteen hours ago, when my ever loving beautiful Sienna had proposed to me. The shock, the immediate rush of blood into my heart, thinking a heart attack was about to seize me before I made her mine, had actually flagged my mind for a second. But then the shock had worn off and it had been replaced by an overwhelming sense of joy and the profound love I had for her.

I still felt raw and couldn’t believe that she—Sienna, who I had been chasing for months on end—had finally wanted to marry me. Who would have guessed she was going to end up mine after she’d mercilessly broken my heart by turning me down following my epic disaster of a proposal on the side of the road outside her building—my desperate attempt to make her see I was in love with her?

Beaming like the mad, besotted fool I was, I held her tighter in my arms, feeling quite blessed and content. Thank you… for surprising me. I don’t think I ever told you how much it meant to me. I have never felt such love and affection. It’s flowing abundantly.

Her golden eyes met mine before she parted herself from my body and lifted her face to match mine. It was all for you… She was smiling, though there was a thin film of tears in her eyes. After what you did—never thinking about your safety and putting yourself in danger to save me—I could never repay you. Her lip trembled as her eyes sought my depths. Your love puts mine to shame, Blake.

Our love hadn’t been easy. Even from the very beginning, it had been tumultuous and, some might even say, hazardous to one’s health. But all the fights and damning struggles we’d fought together were worth everything I had put on the line for my life. From the mind-bending battle with Camilla to Amelia’s wrath, Ivanna’s stupidity and Adriana’s attempts to separate us, it had been a never-ending cycle of destruction. Amidst it all, however, we had prevailed, stronger by the day.

How often had we doubted ourselves? Countless times. Yet, there was depth between us, an unspoken, inexplicable connection that bonded our souls. We were one. A whole. I would give my life every single time my wife was in danger. As for the ones who wished her harm, I’d settle that score myself. I had failed her once, and that fault had cost me greatly. I never would forget that error.

Your childhood wasn’t easy. You were beaten and traumatized, and as the expected result, you carried these emotions to adulthood. Her family was a toxic piece of the puzzle that didn’t contribute to her livelihood. Instead, they poisoned her naiveté and took pleasure in her suffering. They were monsters. What kind of adult would harm a defenseless child? Only a monster would. I cannot fault you for something that was out of your hands, though it took me a while to understand, I shouldn’t have lashed back when you managed to hurt me. I was a fool, not realizing the profound pain you had buried within you. I promise, I’m going to be a better husband than a boyfriend. My temper was rather horrid. It was like a short circuit, and it detonated when only slightly prompted, but I was a husband now, which brought vast responsibilities. I would try my damned best to cater to our marriage. I cannot fully avoid not going on business trips, but I assure you, I will lessen my travels as much as I can. And when we do decide to have children, my trips will be much fewer.

Children, hmmm?

Yes, children. Although, there was no rush, was there? It had been merely fifteen hours since I’d made her my missus.

It is entirely up to you. Whatever suits your happiness, poppet.

She remained quiet, almost too quiet for my liking. When she did decide to speak up, what came next was rather unexpected.

So if I decide to wait for… she made an ominous pause before continuing, Let’s say five years, you’re okay with that?

Five years? That was half a decade. I would be thirty-three, pushing thirty-four. Add another nine months before the baby’s born… Surely you must be joking?

Was she? I hoped she was, but when I saw her face, that mighty feeling went from small to miniscule.

She arched her brow, giving me a face that brought the axe to any man’s hopes.

Bloody hell. Oh, what of it! Surely she might change her mind, hopefully.

Well, then… I sighed with a heavy heart, five years it is, amore.

You sure? Her eyes zeroed in on me, noting everything. You don’t look too happy, nor do you sound convincing.

Bugger. Why was she so insistent?

Conceding with a sigh, I captured her pouty lip and kissed her senselessly. I’m happy, as long as you stay loyal and true to me. Which was quite more important after Kyle Matthews had almost gotten her for the second time. I would never dare forget that hollowed feeling of my gut being ripped apart and fed to the sharks. Seeing her stride into her apartment, wearing his dress shirt, still haunted me. The lacerating cut kept on opening every time I thought of that memory. It was the most painful kind of experience, one I never wanted to feel again.

I don’t know… she teased. I smell bullshit in the air. Sienna gave me an amused, doubtful look, holding such love and affection, making me forget about the past in a heartbeat.

Well, this wasn’t the time to reveal what my heart desired. I’m serious. Truth be told, I was content by just being us… for the time.

So am I, Mr. Knightly, she whispered with a wicked gleam in her golden eyes. So am I.

5

Band of Friendships

Blake

Approximately eight months later

I sn’t she just so precious? Chad asked in wonderment while his eyes filled with unconditional love for his new daughter, Belle. He was becoming sappy by the day, but I supposed this was normal to any relatively new fathers.

Eyeing Belle with a warm smile, I felt the longing in my gut. Yes, she truly is beautiful. Precious in every way.

It was heartwarming to see Chad’s joyous smiles without a bit of sadness in his eyes. Marrying Luke had cemented his happiness, and Belle simply had completed him. The once broken and fragile man was truly alive and living his life, filled with an abundance of love and support from friends.

Sienna and Lucy were in the kitchen, preparing for dinner while Chad, Toby, and I were in the living room. We were supposed to be discussing business, but somehow, the conversation seemed to have travelled from branching business endeavors to babies and how they changed a man.

Toby was still mourning the loss of his baby, and I couldn’t blame him that he remained distant from Belle. Not once had