"Don't forget how talented all your women are," Madison continued, a slight edge of challenge in her voice—oblivious of what was going on in my mind—like she was daring me to underestimate them, knowing I'd never make that mistake twice.
"After all, apart from their natural gifts, you've been relentless about their education. ARIA and those Learning Eyelens have been working overtime making sure we're not just beautiful faces in your harem."
I pulled her closer, one arm wrapping around her waist possessively, feeling the warmth of her body press against mine like a promise fulfilled.
"I know exactly how talented my women are. After all, I'm standing right next to my queen. The heiress to a $500 billion real estate empire who just became the lead architect for BioLa's new Washington branch."
Madison's smile was pure satisfaction—the kind that comes from grinding doubters into dust and building empires on the remains. "Good. As long as you remember that."
