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We had a second wedding before the baby was born.

This time Leon’s entire family was there, I chose my own dress, and we danced beneath the stars holding each other close, smiling the entire night.

It was beautiful. It was everything I could ever have dreamed of.

With the second, official wedding, we also made a public announcement that the Dubrovs and Balakins were now allies. It caused a massive stir in the mafia underworld, as there were a lot of people who were not happy about it. But, of course, in finding out who wasn’t happy about it, we were able to get rid of all of my father’s old allies that were not good people.

I’ve been working hard to turn his business around, make it better, and build a new name for my family. Marie has moved into the other wing of our home to help take care of our son, and she’s been a huge help.

It’s all taken a few years.

Leon and his cousins have been a strong force, working with me to flush out the bad seeds and restructure the business so that my strong, good employees have a chance to really shine and show me what they’re capable of.

It turns out that I’m actually a very strong businesswoman, and I have a knack for it. I love it.

The only thing that was every holding me back was my father. With him out of the picture, and Leon there to support and encourage me, I’ve become the best version of myself.

I’m the happiest I’ve ever been, and every single day with Leon as my husband, I just seem to get happier.

I pin a loose stand of hair up into my bun just as Leon walks into the bedroom.

He stands behind me, wrapping his arms around my waist as he looks at me in the mirror.

“Are you ready, little flower?” he asks, leaning down to kiss my neck.

“I think so. I just need to decide which shoes I want to wear.”

“You look incredible. You are going to be the most beautiful girl in the entire place. You are every time,” he smiles.

I turn around in his arms, wrapping my arms around his neck and standing on my tiptoes to kiss him.

I love kissing him.

I love holding him and touching him and being near him.

I love everything about him.

Calum comes waddling into the room, clutching his favorite dinosaur toy.

“Daddy,” he squeals, running towards us and crashing into Leo’s leg, hugging it tightly.

“Hey, little guy. What have you got there?”

“Rawr,” Calum growls, shaking the dinosaur threateningly at Leo.

“Oh no, he’s trying to bite me. Oh no. Help,” Leo laughs, bending down to scoop our son into his arms.

“You’re getting too heavy, how old are you now?”

“Three,” he answers proudly.

“Well, I think when you’re three and a half, you’ll have to start carrying me around.”

“No, Daddy, you must carry me,” Calum says with horror.

“Are you excited to see the whole family?”

“Yes,” Calum shouts, trying to wiggle back to the ground.

Leon puts him down and wraps his arm around me again. “He’s just a constant ball of energy, isn’t he,” he chuckles.

“Will you get his backpack ready while I finish up? I’ll be another five minutes, then we can go.”

“Of course, my love. We’ll meet you at the car.”

***

Sitting in Paval’s home, surrounded by everyone I can now call my own family, my heart feels warm and happy.

I can’t believe everything that I went through, everything that I had to endure, before I was finally able to understand what true love is.

My husband, the most beautiful and caring man in the entire world, goes out of his way every single day to make me smile. And my gorgeous little baby boy has brought joy to my heart that I did not know was humanly possible to feel.

I have sisters who might not be related to me by blood, but they treat me like I have always known them, and we support each other through everything. Chiara and I are the closest, but every single one of them is incredibly special to me.

Chiara sits down next to me now, laughing.

“My goodness. I don’t remember my little one being that energetic at three.”

“I know, he’s a little terror,” I giggle.

“Well, at least this evening, you can relax while everyone else watches him, and you can have a glass of champagne with me.” She hands me a glass with a cheeky smile on her face.

“That sounds like exactly what I need.”

“So! When are you planning on having another baby?” she laughs.

“Oh, shush. I’m only just getting the hang of this one while still being a strong girlboss.”

“I hear the business has rocketed. Maxim was telling me things are going fantastically.”

“We’ve taken on three new clients this month alone. I can’t believe it. It’s so exciting.”

Chiara smiles and leans across the chair to hug me.

“I’m so proud of you, Sasha. I really am. We all are, actually. What you’ve managed to achieve, turning your father’s business around like that—it’s incredible.”

“Thanks, babe, that means a lot.”

Chiara leans back again and tilts her chin towards Leon. “You know, I’ve never seen him happier. He’s really come out of his shell and opened up as a person since he met you. He’s always smiling now.”

“I think a big part of it was being able to let go of all his hurt and anger towards my father.”

“It might have been a big part, but I think you were the biggest part in his change.”

“Well, he’s changed me, too. He’s changed my entire life. Not a day goes by when I’m not thankful that I met him.”

“You two are incredible together,” she smiles.

The family reunion party is so much fun. Leon and I dance, and all the kids run their energy out after too many sugary treats. By the time we get Calum home, he’s so tired he doesn’t even want a bedtime story. He just snuggles into his pillow and falls asleep right away.

Leon chuckles. “Well, seeing as he’s all tucked in, how about I tuck you in?” He swoops me into his arms and grins as he carries me to our bedroom.

He lowers me to my feet at the side of the bed. His warm blue eyes pierce into mine, and my heart flip-flops in my chest. He still gives me butterflies when he looks at me like this.

“Thank you for everything, Sasha.”

I tilt my head. “For what?”

“For everything. For being you. For choosing me. For being the most beautiful mother to our son. Just—for everything. I’m the luckiest man in the world.”

I stand on my tiptoes to kiss him as warmth spreads through me.

His hands travel over my back, pulling the zipper of my dress open. He smiles as my dress falls to the floor at my feet and I start kicking my high heels off.

“Mm. Leaves those on.” He grins as I stand naked in my stilettos, his eyes roaming over my body.

He pulls his shirt open, and I grin as I lie on the bed, spreading my legs open.

“Fuck, that is a beautiful pussy,” he growls, walking naked towards the bed and laying his body over mine. He runs his hand over my breasts, down my stomach and between my legs, slipping his fingers inside me.

I moan softly and arch my hips against his touch.

“My little flower,” he whispers, then presses his lips against mine and kisses me while he lets his fingers slide in and out of me.

His cock is rock-hard and pressed against my thigh.

I’m so turned on, all I want is to feel him inside me.

I wiggle away from his hand. “I want you to fuck me,” I whisper breathlessly.

“Say it again.”

“I want to feel your cock inside me. I want you to fuck me.”

He grins and rubs his cock over my pussy.

“You want this?”

“All of it,” I nod, biting my lip.

He slowly presses his cock into me, teasing me, rocking back out again when I try and lift my hips towards him.

I wiggle in annoyance, and he laughs.

“You are impatient, aren’t you, little flower.”

Then he thrusts deep into me, and I cry out with pleasure as he fills me up and stretches my pussy open with his massive cock.

He begins to rock back and forth, filling me up and then leaving me begging for more.

Every time with him is as exciting as though it was our first time together. It’s passionate, sexy and intimate. Sometimes it’s wild and kinky, and other times it’s slow and sensual.

Tonight I want wild.

I reach up and dig my nails into his shoulders. He growls, a deep sound that vibrates through my entire body.

He slams harder into me and then grabs my leg and lifts it over his shoulder. His cock penetrates deeper, and I gasp.

“That’s right, princess, take all of me.”

I arch my back towards him as he starts to fuck me even harder, and my legs begin to shake. Pleasure begins building inside me that washes through me in waves of delight.

“I can feel you’re close.”

He moans deeply and my entire body begins to shake more fiercely. Soon I can’t hold back anymore, and my nails dig deeper into his back. He groans as he thrusts into me, and I feel his cock go even harder as my pussy clamps over him tightly and starts pulsing against him.

We come at the same time in a breathless moment of pure ecstasy.

He lies on top of me, smiling and playing with my hair as we catch our breath. Then he rolls over, pulling me into his arms and I rest my head on his chest.

“I love you,” I whisper, smiling and feeling as though my life is perfect.

“I love you too, my little flower. More than ever.”

He leans close and kisses my forehead. “I’ll love you more every single day, for the rest of my life.”

*****

THE END

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