Page 113 of Billionaire’s Heartbreak

Before he could speak, I answered by moving closer, settling against him. A shaky breath escaped my lips, and for the first time in years, I didn't wonder whether loving Kai was a mistake. I only wondered why it had taken us so long to admit the truth.

This is it.

For once, I didn't think about tomorrow. Or the impossible mess waiting for us beyond these walls. There was only Kai.

His hands steadied me as we moved together, slow and deliberate. I clung to his shoulders, careful of his injuries, my fingers brushing gently over his skin as though I needed to reassure myself that he was really here. His forehead rested against mine, and our breathing gradually fell into the same uneven rhythm.

“I've missed you,” he murmured against my lips before stealing another kiss. “So… so much.”

A smile tugged at my lips. “I've missed you too.”

His eyes softened. He brushed a strand of hair away from my face, letting his fingertips linger against my cheek.

“Do you want me?” I whispered.

His answer came without hesitation. “God… yes. More than anything.”

I smiled and pressed a kiss beneath his ear. His arms tightened around me.

“But right now…” Kai's voice softened, rough with emotion. “I want you in charge.”

He cupped my face, his eyes searching mine with an intensity that stole my breath. “You're beautiful like this. When you stop holding back. When you take control.”

I looked at him, almost unsure what to do with the tenderness in his voice.

A slow smile touched his lips. “I've seen glimpses of that side of you. I want to see more. The woman who isn't afraid to tell me what she wants.”

His forehead rested against mine again. “Just for tonight, don't worry about me. Don't overthink. Just be yourself… and let me follow your lead.”

A quiet laugh escaped him, and something inside me finally loosened.

For so long, I’d been the woman who worried about everyone but herself. Even with Kai, I was always thinking ahead, calculating consequences, trying to be responsible.

But with his hands resting gently at my waist and his eyes fixed on me as though there were nowhere else he’d rather be, I finally allowed myself to stop.

“I'd go anywhere you asked.”

I pulled him closer until there wasn't an inch of space between us. For once, I allowed myself to stop fighting what I felt: the attraction, the history, all those years of wanting something I had no right to want, and the love I'd tried to bury beneath duty, loyalty, and everything that was supposed to matter more.

Tonight, none of it could reach us.

The room seemed to grow quieter around us. It felt impossibly peaceful, almost unreal.

We moved together slowly, unhurried, lost in the warmth of each other. Every kiss carried something we had never said. Every touch felt like a memory we had somehow forgotten—and yet our bodies remembered perfectly.

I traced my fingers along his jaw, memorising the shape of his face. He caught my hand and kissed my palm before bringing it back to his cheek.

I smiled. “I just want to be with you,” I whispered.

He smiled back, that rare, genuine smile that reached all the way to his eyes. And for one impossible moment, I believed we could have this.

Maybe we could have us.

Maybe tomorrow didn't have to take everything away.

Then the light changed. The golden glow around us grew brighter, too bright, and Kai's face began to blur.

“Kai?”