A Reborn Bride Pearl Emerging from Dust by Sally Garcia

Chapter 412

The Baker family all knew, even if they didn't openly admit it, that Silas had contributed immensely to the family's success. So when Calliope overheard Gideon speaking dismissively about Silas in front of a crowd, she was furious.

Anyone unaware of the truth might have thought that Silas owed his status to the Bakers, but Calliope knew better. And if she knew, she was going to stand by her man, no matter what.

Calliope looked up at Silas, her eyes firm with determination. As she unbuttoned his shirt, she couldn't resist tracing her fingers along his collarbone. Silas had a body that was simply irresistible. Years of a disciplined lifestyle and regular workouts had sculpted him into a masterpiece, complete with a chiseled eight- pack and flawless skin.

"No one messes with you, not on my watch," Calliope declared, her voice firm. "You're my man!"

Silas looked down at her, then swept her up into his arms, tumbling them both onto the bed. He leaned down, capturing her lips with his own.

"It's my job to protect you," he murmured between kisses.

"No, I want to protect you too. Don't forget, your wife is pretty awesome herself!" Calliope shot back with a playful smirk.

Silas chuckled softly, "I know."

Before she could say anything else, his kisses deepened, leaving Calliope breathless and speechless. They spent the night making love, over and over again...

enough of her, having been away on a business trip and missing her terribly. The consequence was that the next morning, with the wedding to attend, Calliope could barely bring

a mock glare

you enjoy it?" Silas teased, planting a kiss on her cheek.

matter how good

Silas asked gently. "Let me have a

covers back, Calliope's cheeks flushed a

saw everything last night," Silas teased, holding

relented, lying still.

gentleness, the night's adventures had

exhilarating and new, but hi stamina was

her begging

towards the end.

of concern. "I'll put some ointment on it

response. "No more touching

was full of mock despair. "A whole

people only do it once a

"I'm not an old man! I'm