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Story: Billionaire's Runaway
“Sorry,” I said, belatedly remembering her morning sickness and setting her quickly on her feet. “Don’t barf on me again.”
“Can we just go get remarried now?” she asked, rolling her eyes at me. “I’m hungry, and I’m ready to get to the reception part.”
“I’m ready to get to the making babies part,” I teased, pulling her into my arms again and nuzzling her neck.
“We already did that,” she said with a laugh.
“Yeah, but we should keep practicing for next time.”
“Let’s go get hitched again,” she said, taking my hand pulling me toward the door. “Then we’ll talk.”
“Whatever you say, Mrs. Cassel.”
Epilogue Two
Laura
Five Years After That
Luke was wrong. A year after we’d gotten together, I still hadn’t grown used to him being a billionaire. Now, after being married to him for six years, I was getting more accustomed to the lifestyle, but when he did things like this…
For the five year anniversary of our second wedding, we were staying at my favorite castle in Germany. I’d mentioned how romantic the place was and poof! we were here for a week in the heart of the Rhine wine country.
“You’re ridiculous,” I said as we walked along the bank of the river, enjoying a day trip to one of the small German towns, a boggling mix of medieval village and modern cities. Some of the cobblestone and buildings were ancient, making me think of going to a ren faire, but then we’d turn the corner and there would be a McDonalds. Very weird. Surreal. But I loved every second.
“I told you I’d always give you whatever you want. You said you couldn’t imagine anything more romantic than a knight bringing his princess to that castle. I’m your knight, as you’ve said so many times—your knight in Hugo Boss. And you know you’re my queen. Plus it’s a push gift.”
“A push gift?” The youngest of our three kids had been born two years ago. The trio was at home now with my mom.
He pulled me into him there on the sidewalk, kissing me quickly. Together all this time and the affection and attraction hadn’t waned in the least.
“You’ve been busy. I can’t help it that you’re one of the most sought after interior designers in the city.”
I raised an eyebrow at him. “You could. But I’m a Cassel, soCassel Constructionkeeps recommending me.”
“You stand on your own merits,” he grumbled. “You know it. Your awards prove it.”
True. I had gotten my start because of my name and my family, but I’d earned my recognition.
We turned the corner and I saw the castle looming above us on the hill beyond the town. “It really is gorgeous.”
“You’regorgeous. You were meant to be here.” His hand tightened around mine. “I have a surprise for you.”
“As long as it’s not a ring you immediately give away…”
He groaned. He would never live that down. But at least Mark and Melanie were incredibly happy. Luke had never confessed to them what he’d done, but at least, Mark had mysteriously won a cruise to take his new wife on. Apparently, that was a Cassel thing, since that was how my brother-in-law had gotten my best friend on their first cruise.
“No, not that,” Luke said. “This.”
He pulled me into a textiles shop filled with rich fabrics and tapestries that screamed old world luxury.
“Oh, my God…” I breathed, taking a step forward, my fingers already itching to touch the displays.
“Anything you desire,” my husband said. “Buy every damn thing if you want. You can think me nicely later.”
I thought of the big canopy bed with the sturdy posts where he said he wanted to fuck me from behind while I held tight to one. What could I say? He had his fantasies and I had mine. But most importantly, we had each other, and neither of us was running away.
“Can we just go get remarried now?” she asked, rolling her eyes at me. “I’m hungry, and I’m ready to get to the reception part.”
“I’m ready to get to the making babies part,” I teased, pulling her into my arms again and nuzzling her neck.
“We already did that,” she said with a laugh.
“Yeah, but we should keep practicing for next time.”
“Let’s go get hitched again,” she said, taking my hand pulling me toward the door. “Then we’ll talk.”
“Whatever you say, Mrs. Cassel.”
Epilogue Two
Laura
Five Years After That
Luke was wrong. A year after we’d gotten together, I still hadn’t grown used to him being a billionaire. Now, after being married to him for six years, I was getting more accustomed to the lifestyle, but when he did things like this…
For the five year anniversary of our second wedding, we were staying at my favorite castle in Germany. I’d mentioned how romantic the place was and poof! we were here for a week in the heart of the Rhine wine country.
“You’re ridiculous,” I said as we walked along the bank of the river, enjoying a day trip to one of the small German towns, a boggling mix of medieval village and modern cities. Some of the cobblestone and buildings were ancient, making me think of going to a ren faire, but then we’d turn the corner and there would be a McDonalds. Very weird. Surreal. But I loved every second.
“I told you I’d always give you whatever you want. You said you couldn’t imagine anything more romantic than a knight bringing his princess to that castle. I’m your knight, as you’ve said so many times—your knight in Hugo Boss. And you know you’re my queen. Plus it’s a push gift.”
“A push gift?” The youngest of our three kids had been born two years ago. The trio was at home now with my mom.
He pulled me into him there on the sidewalk, kissing me quickly. Together all this time and the affection and attraction hadn’t waned in the least.
“You’ve been busy. I can’t help it that you’re one of the most sought after interior designers in the city.”
I raised an eyebrow at him. “You could. But I’m a Cassel, soCassel Constructionkeeps recommending me.”
“You stand on your own merits,” he grumbled. “You know it. Your awards prove it.”
True. I had gotten my start because of my name and my family, but I’d earned my recognition.
We turned the corner and I saw the castle looming above us on the hill beyond the town. “It really is gorgeous.”
“You’regorgeous. You were meant to be here.” His hand tightened around mine. “I have a surprise for you.”
“As long as it’s not a ring you immediately give away…”
He groaned. He would never live that down. But at least Mark and Melanie were incredibly happy. Luke had never confessed to them what he’d done, but at least, Mark had mysteriously won a cruise to take his new wife on. Apparently, that was a Cassel thing, since that was how my brother-in-law had gotten my best friend on their first cruise.
“No, not that,” Luke said. “This.”
He pulled me into a textiles shop filled with rich fabrics and tapestries that screamed old world luxury.
“Oh, my God…” I breathed, taking a step forward, my fingers already itching to touch the displays.
“Anything you desire,” my husband said. “Buy every damn thing if you want. You can think me nicely later.”
I thought of the big canopy bed with the sturdy posts where he said he wanted to fuck me from behind while I held tight to one. What could I say? He had his fantasies and I had mine. But most importantly, we had each other, and neither of us was running away.