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With every ounce of his strength, he thrust again, and we trembled against each other. He grunted and pulled out, and my body sagged on his.
Twenty minutes later we were lying naked, tangled between the sheets. His warm body under mine. I lay on his chest, listening to the soft booms of his heart.
I snuggled closer and nuzzled my face in the crook of his neck. Soap, fragrance, andhim.Carefully, he reached over to the nightstand and pulled out two pieces of paper. He handed them to me, his green eyes sparkling.
“You'll have to get used to being away from Alex for a few days.”
I looked at the tickets and gasped in shock. “Wait, is this what I think it is? The...TheMilan Fashion Week? Oh my God, this is... you did this for me?”
He kissed my hair. “I don’t see any other beautiful woman in this room, so...”
I blushed. “Two front-row tickets?”
He pecked my forehead. “Just you and me, kitten.”
My heart clenched. I threw my legs over his thighs and wrapped my arms around his neck. I tried to hold back the tears, but they wouldn't stop flowing. He wiped them away, as he always did when I cried and held me tightly.
Now that I think about it, that’s what really brought us together. He couldn’t bear to see me in pain. How ironic. And yet I loved him.
“Thank you.”
He kissed my hair and my lips and stroked my back. “You're mine,malyksha. Always. I'd do anything to make you happy.”
I kissed his shoulder with a weak smile, feeling my heart soar at the thought of being loved by this man. “And you’re mine, Alexei.”
“So how about that second baby? Changed your mind now?” He smirked.
“Hm, maybe. What if it’s another boy?”
“Doesn’t matter to me, then we try again and again ...” He began to nibble my earlobe.
“You are crazy, Alexei. But you are my crazy.” I giggled.
“Less talking.” His husky voice grated on my ear as he lifted my hips onto his.
As I splayed my hands against his chest, a glimmer from my left hand caught my eye and I glimpsed at the cushion-cut diamond on my finger.
Five years ago, I never would have imagined that I'd be a content, happy wife, and mother of a beautiful four-year-old, living in the mansion of aBratvaboss.
After he had proposed to me and after Alexander had been kidnapped, we decided to get married in a civil ceremony. Quick and easy. Not a traditional wedding. As I had no contact with my father, who had disappeared to South America after his last encounter with Alexei, I couldn’t imagine walking down the aisle alone. So, it was just Pavel and Sarah as our witnesses and our boy as the ring bearer. It was the most beautiful day of my life.
The ring on my finger or rather the symbol of what it stood for, sealed our commitment to each other. A life together, withhim. Withmy husband, at my side.
I amhis, with every bit of my body, heart, and soul, for as long as we breathe.
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THE END
