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His tongue teased hers until she whimpered against his mouth.
Ana’s hands, trembling at first, slid up his chest, clutching at his shirt like it was the only thing keeping her grounded as his dominance consumed her.
He broke the kiss just long enough to breathe, his lips brushing her cheek before trailing down to her ear.
His hot breath sent shivers down her spine as he growled, voice low and raw:
"You drive me insane, Ana… I can’t take another second watching you and not touching you."
Her body arched instinctively into his, her breath catching, heart racing.
Mr. Kings smirked, catching her reaction with hungry eyes.
His mouth claimed hers again slower, deeper his kiss thick with possession.
One hand tangled in her hair, tilting her head back so he could devour her mouth with abandon, while the other gripped her waist with a rough tenderness that made her burn and melt all at once.
Ana moaned softly against his lips, her resistance unraveling with every stroke of his tongue, every squeeze of his hands.
His lips parted from hers just enough to whisper, voice husky, dark with need:
“You’re mine, Ana, you always been mine”
Her knees weakened.
Her voice trembled barely a breath, as his lips grazed along her jawline.
“Oh… God,” she moaned, dizzy from the way he made her feel.
Was he really going to take her?.
Here… on the rooftop?
The thought sent a deep ache straight to her core.
Mr. Kings pulled back slightly, his thumb brushing over her swollen lips.
“Do you want me to fuck you right here, baby doll?” he whispered, eyes locked on hers.
Ana swallowed hard, heat blooming across her skin.
He looked at her like he already owned her soul.
“My wife’s already drooling,” Mr. Kings murmured with a wicked smirk.
“I want to try something,” Ana whispered, breathless. “Let’s go to the room.”
**
Inside the elevator, her back hit the wall with a thud, his hands tangled in her hair as he kissed her deep, rough, desperate.
She gasped as he lifted her, her legs wrapping around his shoulders, her body aching with sweet, maddening need.
“Oh… fuck, Charle… oh .l..” she moaned, her voice breaking as his tongue ran up and down her clit, relentless.
He moved back up in a rush, lips crashing into hers hot, hungry, and wild.
His hands gripped her ass, pulling her tight against him.
“Fuck, I missed you,” Mr. Kings muttered into her mouth, his voice ragged, filled with longing and fire.
**
The elevator dinged, Mr. King didn’t wait.
He scooped Ana into his arms, her legs wrapping around his waist instinctively as he carried her through the hallway to the hotel room.
The moment the door shut behind them, he pinned her against it, lips crashing onto hers with a force that made her gasp.
His hands roamed her body like he was starved gripping her thighs, sliding up under her bra brushing her already hard nipples.
“I’ve thought about this all day,” he growled against her neck.
“About you... this body... the sounds you make.”
“Then take me,”she moaned, tilting her head back as his mouth sucked along her throat,
“Right here. I don’t care. Just don’t stop.”
He turned her swiftly, pressing her front against the door, tugging down her shorts in one rough pull.
She gasped as the cool air kissed her skin followed immediately by the heat of his palm grabbing her ass.
“So wet for me already,”he whispered, fingers sliding between her folds, teasing, rubbing her clit slowly, in maddening circles.
“You fucken love this, don’t you, baby doll?”
"Yes... yes, babe… oh God,” she cried, pushing back against his hand, wanting more.
He didn’t make her wait long.
She heard the soft sound of his belt unbuckling, then felt the thick, hard length of him press against her entrance.
“Say you fucking want it,” he demanded, voice low and raspy.
" Say you want, my fucking d**k"
“I want it… I want you,” she whimpered, shaking with anticipation.
“Then you’ll take every inch,”he growled and with one deep thrust,
He pushed into her.
She screamed his name, her nails digging into the door, her whole body trembling from the intensity.
“That’s it, baby,” he groaned, thrusting into her with deep, hard strokes.
“Let them hear you.”
**
“I wanna talk to my kids,” Mr. Kings said, kissing Ana’s neck.
His arms were wrapped tightly around her naked waist, his voice soft and warm.
“You should,” Ana replied, turning to look at him with a small smile.
“I’m sure someone is busy screaming right now. Just follow the sound of chaos.”
Mr. Kings laughed, instantly thinking of Kim throwing another tantrum her dramatic train-tramp-stomp down the hallway, her unicorn held like a hostage.
“She’s probably got Sam begging for mercy,” Ana added with a smirk.
“You know I love my little princess,” Mr. King said.
“But sometimes she behaves like she’s been here since the 1900s. The sass on that girl? Legendary.”
“Well,” Ana said, stretching slightly,.
“I may have told her I’m just going to pick you up quickly, and then we’ll come back.”
Mr. King blinked. “Wait, you said that? No wonder she’s plotting revenge. You basically ghosted her.”
Ana groaned. “I know! I didn’t think she’d take it that seriously. She packed her unicorn and sat by the door like I was going to war.”
Mr. King chuckled against Ana’s neck, kissing it slowly.
“You lied to her? No wonder, I'm the house is probably upside down right now. Kim doesn’t play with lies.”
Ana groaned, resting her head on his chest.
“I didn’t lie. I just... delayed the truth. I said I was going to take you and come back. Technically, I will come back. Just not today.”
He smirked. “You know our daughter holds grudges like an old woman, right? She’s probably walking around with her hands on her hips telling everyone, ‘My mommy doesn’t love me anymore.’”
Ana burst into laughter. “Exactly! That’s why I want to talk to them. Especially Aiden. He’s probably somewhere just silently judging everyone.”
Mr. Kings reached for his phone, still holding her close.
“Let’s video call them.”
A few rings later, the screen lit up Kim’s frowning face filled it.
“Mommy!” she yelled immediately.
“You said you’re coming back. But it’s nighttime and you’re not here! You lied!”
“Baby, I didn’t lie..”
“Don’t ‘baby’ me! I packed my bag! I waited by the door with my unicorn! Even Aiden said you’re not coming back!”
Aiden’s calm voice came from the background. “I said she might not come back. There’s a difference.”
Mr. Kings stifled a laugh.
“Hey, little princess. You’re giving Auntie Sam trouble, huh?”
Kim folded her arms.
“I’m not talking to you, Daddy. You also lied. You said you'd come get me.”
Ana sighed dramatically. “Okay, okay, we’re sorry. Mommy and Daddy are just… um… in a meeting.”
Kim narrowed her eyes.
“A meeting? Why do I hear kissing sounds in your meeting?”
Mr. Kings looked at Anna, then at the phone. “Your mom is wearing something very professional. That’s the sound of… paperwork.”
Aiden rolled his eyes.
“That’s not how paperwork sounds.”
Ana burst out laughing while Mr. King tried to act serious.
“Aiden, don’t snitch.”
Kim sniffled. “Can I sleep on your side of the bed, Mommy?”
“Of course, baby. Just don’t kick Auntie Sam off the bed,” Anna said softly.
Kim nodded dramatically. “I’ll allow her. But only because I’m tired. Goodnight.”
Aiden added, “Goodnight, Mommy. I love you. Please don’t make more babies. We already have enough people in this family and they are very dramatic, it's tiring.”
Ana covered her mouth, laughing as Mr Kings grinned wide.
“We’ll talk to you tomorrow,” Ana said, blowing them kisses.
“I love you both.”
Kim whispered, “I still want unicorn ice cream when you come back.”
“Deal, I love you Princess” Mr. Kings said.
" Love you too Charlie, don't make baby doll angry, she will start screaming" Kim said and run away from the phone.
Mr Kings looked at Ana with a smirk,as the call ended,.
Ana collapsed against him, giggling. “Our kids are wild.”
He kissed her forehead. “They’re perfect. Just like their mama.”
He stared into her eyes before tipping his head down and kissing her lips ,soft, slow, and tender.
When he pulled back, his voice was low and warm.
“Thank you for all of this, Ana.”
“For what?” Ana asked, a gentle smile on her lips.
“For giving me Aiden and Kim,” he said. “For giving me you. For this family. I could never ask for more than that. I’m never going to stop being grateful.”
Ana reached up, fingers brushing his cheek.
“Then you know what? You’ve got me forever this cowboy of yours. I’m never going anywhere. We’re together, always with our little princess and little prince.”
Mr Kings smiled, pressing a soft kiss to her forehead.
She yawned, her eyes heavy.
“Baby… I’m feeling so sleepy,” she murmured, half‑smiling.
He grinned, voice husky.
“Drain me, baby doll.Round ten” His words made her pulse flutter.
Ana rolled her eyes, soft and teasing.
“Not tonight, mister. I’m still sore.”
He tilted his head, brows raised, fingers trailing lightly down her arm.
“But baby…”
“No, Charlie,” she interrupted softly, though firm.
“You’re not getting any tonight. Tonight I need a bath and sleep. I’m spent, my p***y needs to breathe Gosh!”
She slipped into her robe, tugging it closed.
“Go rest. I’ll be back after the shower.”
Mr Kings sat up, amused. “Fine. But don’t take forever there.”
Ana just laughed, tossing him a playful look as she walked away.
She paused at the bathroom door, hips swaying under the fabric, and he watched her go
a slow, satisfied laugh escaping him.
A few minutes later, Ana stepped out.
Mr Kings was already fast asleep.
She smiled quietly, kissed his cheek gently, then wrapped the blanket on his naked body.
**
She stepped out onto the balcony, her silk robe tied loosely around her waist.
The cool evening breeze brushed against her skin, and the city lights stretched far into the night like scattered diamonds.
She took a deep breath, letting herself unwind after the long, heated day.
She smiled, closed her eyes for a moment only to feel a strange presence beside her.
She turned her head slowly… and nearly gasped.
There, leaning casually against the railing with her arms folded and an amused smirk on her face, was Alora.
Ana’s heart jumped, not with fear ,but surprise.
“You…” Anna said, blinking, trying to make sure she wasn’t imagining her.
“I remember you… From that restaurant years ago. You gave me those CDs.”
Alora nodded slightly, a soft smile curling on her lips.
“So you do remember. I wondered if you would.”
Ana stepped closer, her eyes narrowing in disbelief
“But… where did you go? You just disappeared after that night.”
Alora shrugged. “I wasn't there to cause damage. I just… delivered the truth. And once I did, I left. That was enough.”
Ana crossed her arms, watching her carefully. “So why are you here now?”
“To see you,” Alora said plainly.
“And… to see how far you’ve come.” She looked Ana up and down, the faintest glimmer of a grin appearing.
“Annabella Kings suits you. You look happy. Fulfilled.”
Ana tilted her head slightly. “And what? You came to check if your little plan worked?”
“I didn’t have a plan,” Alora said gently.
“Back then, I was just someone who hated seeing people lie to each other. I saw pain yours and I handed you the pieces you needed to put the puzzle together.”
There was a pause.
The two women just stood there in the quiet night, the past lingering like perfume in the air.
Alora spoke again, softer now. “I never meant harm. In fact… I always hoped things would turn out like this for you.”
Ana's expression softened, just a little.
“You knew about Charlie.”
Alora nodded. “He’s a good man. But even good men make mistakes.”
Ana chuckled dryly. “You can say that again.”
“I just came to say… I’m happy for you. That’s all,” Alora said, pushing off from the railing.
Anna blinked. “Wait are you leaving again?”
Alora looked over her shoulder with a small, kind smile. “Maybe not forever this time.”
Then she disappeared down the hallway, her steps light, leaving Ana standing alone in the breeze confused, curious, but strangely at peace.
She whispered to herself. “What just happened?”
“Who were you talking to?” Mr Kings asked as he stepped behind her, his hand sliding up to the nape of her neck.
The other settled possessively on her waist, pulling her back into his chest.
Ana smiled, watching the golden lights of the city flicker through the hotel.
“No one,” she replied softly, then turned to face him, eyes warm.
“You know I love you, right? And I’ll never stop. I’m proud of the man you’ve become for me. For our baby.”
Mr Kings let out a quiet breath, brushing back her still-damp hair.
“Why didn’t you dry your hair?” he murmured, fingertips trailing down her neck.
“I wanted to feel the night air on my skin,” Ana said, voice airy.
“It’s peaceful.”
He slipped his hand into her robe, splaying it against her chest, feeling her heartbeat.
The other traced her lower back, drawing her in until there was no space between them.
“I still can’t sleep,” he said in a low tone.
“I lie awake terrified I’ll wake up and you’ll be gone again. Like you did three years ago.”
Ana arched an eyebrow.
“You pissed me off, remember? That’s why I left,with our kids.”
He smirked darkly.
“And that will never happen again. Ever.”
“It won’t,” she said.
“Because I’m not going anywhere. I love you too damn much.”
He cupped her face, kissing her like he was claiming her all over again slow, deep, full of meaning and heat.
His lips left hers only long enough to whisper:
“And I love you, baby doll. More than I ever thought possible. You saved me.”
He laughed softly. “You remember that first time? In my office. When I fucked you.”
Ana giggled. “You fucked, Kings. And then told me it was a mistake.”
He groaned. “I was a fool. I thought if I let you in, I’d lose everything. Turns out you were everything.”
She playfully narrowed her eyes. “Took you forever to say you loved me.”
“Because I’m an idiot,” She said pushing him back.
“Idiot?”he asked as she rushed back into the room.
He chased her across the room like a man starved.
She squealed as he caught her, tossing her onto the bed.
“Charlie! Stop!” she laughed, breathless.
“Let me go!”
“Not until you say I’m not crazy,” he growled, pinning her down, peppering her neck with kisses.
“Fine! You’re not crazy,” she said between giggles.
“You’re my husband. My hot, stubborn, overprotective husband.”
She wrapped her legs around him, pulling him close until he groaned against her mouth.
“We can make baby number three,” he whispered against her lips.
Ana gasped. “Are you serious? We agreed no more babies!”
He smirked. “Oops.”
She kissed him again, long and deep.
“I love you.”
“I love you more,” he whispered.
“I thought I knew love… but when I saw you in Paris, I knew. I’d burn my whole world down just to keep you.”
Ana smiled, brushing her thumb over his cheek.
“And you did,” she whispered.
“And I’d do the same for you.”
Their lips met again,this time not as lovers in chaos, but as soulmates who’d finally found peace.
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His tongue teased hers until she whimpered against his mouth.
Ana’s hands, trembling at first, slid up his chest, clutching at his shirt like it was the only thing keeping her grounded as his dominance consumed her.
He broke the kiss just long enough to breathe, his lips brushing her cheek before trailing down to her ear.
His hot breath sent shivers down her spine as he growled, voice low and raw:
"You drive me insane, Ana… I can’t take another second watching you and not touching you."
Her body arched instinctively into his, her breath catching, heart racing.
Mr. Kings smirked, catching her reaction with hungry eyes.
His mouth claimed hers again slower, deeper his kiss thick with possession.
One hand tangled in her hair, tilting her head back so he could devour her mouth with abandon, while the other gripped her waist with a rough tenderness that made her burn and melt all at once.
Ana moaned softly against his lips, her resistance unraveling with every stroke of his tongue, every squeeze of his hands.
His lips parted from hers just enough to whisper, voice husky, dark with need:
“You’re mine, Ana, you always been mine”
Her knees weakened.
Her voice trembled barely a breath, as his lips grazed along her jawline.
“Oh… God,” she moaned, dizzy from the way he made her feel.
Was he really going to take her?.
Here… on the rooftop?
The thought sent a deep ache straight to her core.
Mr. Kings pulled back slightly, his thumb brushing over her swollen lips.
“Do you want me to fuck you right here, baby doll?” he whispered, eyes locked on hers.
Ana swallowed hard, heat blooming across her skin.
He looked at her like he already owned her soul.
“My wife’s already drooling,” Mr. Kings murmured with a wicked smirk.
“I want to try something,” Ana whispered, breathless. “Let’s go to the room.”
**
Inside the elevator, her back hit the wall with a thud, his hands tangled in her hair as he kissed her deep, rough, desperate.
She gasped as he lifted her, her legs wrapping around his shoulders, her body aching with sweet, maddening need.
“Oh… fuck, Charle… oh .l..” she moaned, her voice breaking as his tongue ran up and down her clit, relentless.
He moved back up in a rush, lips crashing into hers hot, hungry, and wild.
His hands gripped her ass, pulling her tight against him.
“Fuck, I missed you,” Mr. Kings muttered into her mouth, his voice ragged, filled with longing and fire.
**
The elevator dinged, Mr. King didn’t wait.
He scooped Ana into his arms, her legs wrapping around his waist instinctively as he carried her through the hallway to the hotel room.
The moment the door shut behind them, he pinned her against it, lips crashing onto hers with a force that made her gasp.
His hands roamed her body like he was starved gripping her thighs, sliding up under her bra brushing her already hard nipples.
“I’ve thought about this all day,” he growled against her neck.
“About you... this body... the sounds you make.”
“Then take me,”she moaned, tilting her head back as his mouth sucked along her throat,
“Right here. I don’t care. Just don’t stop.”
He turned her swiftly, pressing her front against the door, tugging down her shorts in one rough pull.
She gasped as the cool air kissed her skin followed immediately by the heat of his palm grabbing her ass.
“So wet for me already,”he whispered, fingers sliding between her folds, teasing, rubbing her clit slowly, in maddening circles.
“You fucken love this, don’t you, baby doll?”
"Yes... yes, babe… oh God,” she cried, pushing back against his hand, wanting more.
He didn’t make her wait long.
She heard the soft sound of his belt unbuckling, then felt the thick, hard length of him press against her entrance.
“Say you fucking want it,” he demanded, voice low and raspy.
" Say you want, my fucking d**k"
“I want it… I want you,” she whimpered, shaking with anticipation.
“Then you’ll take every inch,”he growled and with one deep thrust,
He pushed into her.
She screamed his name, her nails digging into the door, her whole body trembling from the intensity.
“That’s it, baby,” he groaned, thrusting into her with deep, hard strokes.
“Let them hear you.”
**
“I wanna talk to my kids,” Mr. Kings said, kissing Ana’s neck.
His arms were wrapped tightly around her naked waist, his voice soft and warm.
“You should,” Ana replied, turning to look at him with a small smile.
“I’m sure someone is busy screaming right now. Just follow the sound of chaos.”
Mr. Kings laughed, instantly thinking of Kim throwing another tantrum her dramatic train-tramp-stomp down the hallway, her unicorn held like a hostage.
“She’s probably got Sam begging for mercy,” Ana added with a smirk.
“You know I love my little princess,” Mr. King said.
“But sometimes she behaves like she’s been here since the 1900s. The sass on that girl? Legendary.”
“Well,” Ana said, stretching slightly,.
“I may have told her I’m just going to pick you up quickly, and then we’ll come back.”
Mr. King blinked. “Wait, you said that? No wonder she’s plotting revenge. You basically ghosted her.”
Ana groaned. “I know! I didn’t think she’d take it that seriously. She packed her unicorn and sat by the door like I was going to war.”
Mr. King chuckled against Ana’s neck, kissing it slowly.
“You lied to her? No wonder, I'm the house is probably upside down right now. Kim doesn’t play with lies.”
Ana groaned, resting her head on his chest.
“I didn’t lie. I just... delayed the truth. I said I was going to take you and come back. Technically, I will come back. Just not today.”
He smirked. “You know our daughter holds grudges like an old woman, right? She’s probably walking around with her hands on her hips telling everyone, ‘My mommy doesn’t love me anymore.’”
Ana burst into laughter. “Exactly! That’s why I want to talk to them. Especially Aiden. He’s probably somewhere just silently judging everyone.”
Mr. Kings reached for his phone, still holding her close.
“Let’s video call them.”
A few rings later, the screen lit up Kim’s frowning face filled it.
“Mommy!” she yelled immediately.
“You said you’re coming back. But it’s nighttime and you’re not here! You lied!”
“Baby, I didn’t lie..”
“Don’t ‘baby’ me! I packed my bag! I waited by the door with my unicorn! Even Aiden said you’re not coming back!”
Aiden’s calm voice came from the background. “I said she might not come back. There’s a difference.”
Mr. Kings stifled a laugh.
“Hey, little princess. You’re giving Auntie Sam trouble, huh?”
Kim folded her arms.
“I’m not talking to you, Daddy. You also lied. You said you'd come get me.”
Ana sighed dramatically. “Okay, okay, we’re sorry. Mommy and Daddy are just… um… in a meeting.”
Kim narrowed her eyes.
“A meeting? Why do I hear kissing sounds in your meeting?”
Mr. Kings looked at Anna, then at the phone. “Your mom is wearing something very professional. That’s the sound of… paperwork.”
Aiden rolled his eyes.
“That’s not how paperwork sounds.”
Ana burst out laughing while Mr. King tried to act serious.
“Aiden, don’t snitch.”
Kim sniffled. “Can I sleep on your side of the bed, Mommy?”
“Of course, baby. Just don’t kick Auntie Sam off the bed,” Anna said softly.
Kim nodded dramatically. “I’ll allow her. But only because I’m tired. Goodnight.”
Aiden added, “Goodnight, Mommy. I love you. Please don’t make more babies. We already have enough people in this family and they are very dramatic, it's tiring.”
Ana covered her mouth, laughing as Mr Kings grinned wide.
“We’ll talk to you tomorrow,” Ana said, blowing them kisses.
“I love you both.”
Kim whispered, “I still want unicorn ice cream when you come back.”
“Deal, I love you Princess” Mr. Kings said.
" Love you too Charlie, don't make baby doll angry, she will start screaming" Kim said and run away from the phone.
Mr Kings looked at Ana with a smirk,as the call ended,.
Ana collapsed against him, giggling. “Our kids are wild.”
He kissed her forehead. “They’re perfect. Just like their mama.”
He stared into her eyes before tipping his head down and kissing her lips ,soft, slow, and tender.
When he pulled back, his voice was low and warm.
“Thank you for all of this, Ana.”
“For what?” Ana asked, a gentle smile on her lips.
“For giving me Aiden and Kim,” he said. “For giving me you. For this family. I could never ask for more than that. I’m never going to stop being grateful.”
Ana reached up, fingers brushing his cheek.
“Then you know what? You’ve got me forever this cowboy of yours. I’m never going anywhere. We’re together, always with our little princess and little prince.”
Mr Kings smiled, pressing a soft kiss to her forehead.
She yawned, her eyes heavy.
“Baby… I’m feeling so sleepy,” she murmured, half‑smiling.
He grinned, voice husky.
“Drain me, baby doll.Round ten” His words made her pulse flutter.
Ana rolled her eyes, soft and teasing.
“Not tonight, mister. I’m still sore.”
He tilted his head, brows raised, fingers trailing lightly down her arm.
“But baby…”
“No, Charlie,” she interrupted softly, though firm.
“You’re not getting any tonight. Tonight I need a bath and sleep. I’m spent, my p***y needs to breathe Gosh!”
She slipped into her robe, tugging it closed.
“Go rest. I’ll be back after the shower.”
Mr Kings sat up, amused. “Fine. But don’t take forever there.”
Ana just laughed, tossing him a playful look as she walked away.
She paused at the bathroom door, hips swaying under the fabric, and he watched her go
a slow, satisfied laugh escaping him.
A few minutes later, Ana stepped out.
Mr Kings was already fast asleep.
She smiled quietly, kissed his cheek gently, then wrapped the blanket on his naked body.
**
She stepped out onto the balcony, her silk robe tied loosely around her waist.
The cool evening breeze brushed against her skin, and the city lights stretched far into the night like scattered diamonds.
She took a deep breath, letting herself unwind after the long, heated day.
She smiled, closed her eyes for a moment only to feel a strange presence beside her.
She turned her head slowly… and nearly gasped.
There, leaning casually against the railing with her arms folded and an amused smirk on her face, was Alora.
Ana’s heart jumped, not with fear ,but surprise.
“You…” Anna said, blinking, trying to make sure she wasn’t imagining her.
“I remember you… From that restaurant years ago. You gave me those CDs.”
Alora nodded slightly, a soft smile curling on her lips.
“So you do remember. I wondered if you would.”
Ana stepped closer, her eyes narrowing in disbelief
“But… where did you go? You just disappeared after that night.”
Alora shrugged. “I wasn't there to cause damage. I just… delivered the truth. And once I did, I left. That was enough.”
Ana crossed her arms, watching her carefully. “So why are you here now?”
“To see you,” Alora said plainly.
“And… to see how far you’ve come.” She looked Ana up and down, the faintest glimmer of a grin appearing.
“Annabella Kings suits you. You look happy. Fulfilled.”
Ana tilted her head slightly. “And what? You came to check if your little plan worked?”
“I didn’t have a plan,” Alora said gently.
“Back then, I was just someone who hated seeing people lie to each other. I saw pain yours and I handed you the pieces you needed to put the puzzle together.”
There was a pause.
The two women just stood there in the quiet night, the past lingering like perfume in the air.
Alora spoke again, softer now. “I never meant harm. In fact… I always hoped things would turn out like this for you.”
Ana's expression softened, just a little.
“You knew about Charlie.”
Alora nodded. “He’s a good man. But even good men make mistakes.”
Ana chuckled dryly. “You can say that again.”
“I just came to say… I’m happy for you. That’s all,” Alora said, pushing off from the railing.
Anna blinked. “Wait are you leaving again?”
Alora looked over her shoulder with a small, kind smile. “Maybe not forever this time.”
Then she disappeared down the hallway, her steps light, leaving Ana standing alone in the breeze confused, curious, but strangely at peace.
She whispered to herself. “What just happened?”
“Who were you talking to?” Mr Kings asked as he stepped behind her, his hand sliding up to the nape of her neck.
The other settled possessively on her waist, pulling her back into his chest.
Ana smiled, watching the golden lights of the city flicker through the hotel.
“No one,” she replied softly, then turned to face him, eyes warm.
“You know I love you, right? And I’ll never stop. I’m proud of the man you’ve become for me. For our baby.”
Mr Kings let out a quiet breath, brushing back her still-damp hair.
“Why didn’t you dry your hair?” he murmured, fingertips trailing down her neck.
“I wanted to feel the night air on my skin,” Ana said, voice airy.
“It’s peaceful.”
He slipped his hand into her robe, splaying it against her chest, feeling her heartbeat.
The other traced her lower back, drawing her in until there was no space between them.
“I still can’t sleep,” he said in a low tone.
“I lie awake terrified I’ll wake up and you’ll be gone again. Like you did three years ago.”
Ana arched an eyebrow.
“You pissed me off, remember? That’s why I left,with our kids.”
He smirked darkly.
“And that will never happen again. Ever.”
“It won’t,” she said.
“Because I’m not going anywhere. I love you too damn much.”
He cupped her face, kissing her like he was claiming her all over again slow, deep, full of meaning and heat.
His lips left hers only long enough to whisper:
“And I love you, baby doll. More than I ever thought possible. You saved me.”
He laughed softly. “You remember that first time? In my office. When I fucked you.”
Ana giggled. “You fucked, Kings. And then told me it was a mistake.”
He groaned. “I was a fool. I thought if I let you in, I’d lose everything. Turns out you were everything.”
She playfully narrowed her eyes. “Took you forever to say you loved me.”
“Because I’m an idiot,” She said pushing him back.
“Idiot?”he asked as she rushed back into the room.
He chased her across the room like a man starved.
She squealed as he caught her, tossing her onto the bed.
“Charlie! Stop!” she laughed, breathless.
“Let me go!”
“Not until you say I’m not crazy,” he growled, pinning her down, peppering her neck with kisses.
“Fine! You’re not crazy,” she said between giggles.
“You’re my husband. My hot, stubborn, overprotective husband.”
She wrapped her legs around him, pulling him close until he groaned against her mouth.
“We can make baby number three,” he whispered against her lips.
Ana gasped. “Are you serious? We agreed no more babies!”
He smirked. “Oops.”
She kissed him again, long and deep.
“I love you.”
“I love you more,” he whispered.
“I thought I knew love… but when I saw you in Paris, I knew. I’d burn my whole world down just to keep you.”
Ana smiled, brushing her thumb over his cheek.
“And you did,” she whispered.
“And I’d do the same for you.”
Their lips met again,this time not as lovers in chaos, but as soulmates who’d finally found peace.
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