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CHAPTER 168: WRITING FOR THE FUTURE.
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HIS BILLIONAIRE'S SECRET {MxM} CHAPTER 171: TRUSTING THE JOURNEY.
Noah and Adrian's POV The years had a way of moving faster when we were caught up in the beautiful chaos of family life. It felt like only yesterday that we were tucking Luca into bed, reading him bedtime stories, and soothing Emilia’s tears when nightmares came in the middle of the night. Now our home echoed with a different rhythm. The soft patter of little feet had been replaced by the thumping steps of teenagers moving through the hallways, their voices louder, their opinions sharper, their personalities blossoming into something entirely their own. Parenting older children was an entirely different journey, one that neither Noah nor I felt fully prepared for, though we gave it everything we had. It wasn’t about simply protecting them anymore, or keeping them safe from falling off their bikes or scaring away monsters under the bed. It was about guidance, about trust, about letting go just enough while still holding on. Some days, that balance felt impossible to find. Luca was
HIS BILLIONAIRE'S SECRET {MxM} CHAPTER 170: ROOTS AND WINGS.
Adrian's POV The late afternoon sun streamed through the windows, filling our living room with a golden glow that seemed to warm every corner of our home. Our house wasn’t just walls and a roof; it was a living, breathing testament to everything we had built together over the years. Every picture on the walls, every well-worn piece of furniture, every laugh that had been shared here held pieces of our journey. As I stood in the doorway, watching Noah and the kids sprawl across the floor playing a board game, I felt my heart swell with a deep, abiding sense of gratitude. Life hadn’t always been this peaceful. We had faced storms that threatened to tear us apart, endured nights filled with doubt and fear, and fought battles neither of us had expected to face. Yet, here we were, stronger than ever, bound together by love and the family we had built. Luca was nearly grown now, full of confidence and kindness that made me proud beyond words. Emilia, still in that beautiful stage between
HIS BILLIONAIRE'S SECRET {MxM} CHAPTER 169: LOVE THROUGH GENERATIONS.
Noah and Adrian's POV The evening sunlight streamed through the wide windows of our living room, spilling golden warmth across the floor as we gathered together after dinner. Our home was alive with laughter, the comforting kind that made my heart ache with gratitude. Emilia was stretched out on the rug, carefully arranging her colored pencils, while Luca sat cross-legged beside her, leafing through one of his favorite picture books. Noah and I shared the couch, his arm slung casually around my shoulders, and for a brief moment, I felt time slow down around us. Our family had come a long way, and as I watched our children play, I couldn’t help but think about the legacy we were building. It was Luca who first sparked the conversation, looking up from his book with a thoughtful expression. “Papa,” he said, tilting his head, “where did our family come from before us? Like, before you and Dad?” I exchanged a quick glance with Noah, who smiled knowingly. Questions like this were inev
HIS BILLIONAIRE'S SECRET {MxM} CHAPTER 168: WRITING FOR THE FUTURE.
Adrian's POV The quiet of the early morning has always been my sanctuary. It’s the time when the house still breathes softly in sleep, when the world outside feels untouched and full of possibilities. Today, as I sit at my desk with a mug of coffee warming my hands, I let my gaze wander over the pages scattered across the surface. These aren’t just any pages. They are my heart poured out in ink, my dreams stitched together through words. I’ve been writing for years now, ever since Noah encouraged me to pick up the pen again, but this time it feels different. I’m not just writing for me anymore. I’m writing for our children, for Luca and Emilia, for the family we’ve built and the life we’ve lived. The stories that have been taking shape in my mind are inspired by the small moments that have defined our journey: bedtime giggles, shared tears, quiet evenings full of love and chaos. They’re not directly about us, but each character carries pieces of who we are. I flip through a page w
HIS BILLIONAIRE'S SECRET {MxM} CHAPTER 167: NEW DREAMS.
Adrian's POV The house was quiet in that soft, magical way it only ever was in the early hours of morning. The sun hadn’t fully risen yet, and a thin golden light streamed through the curtains, stretching across the hardwood floors like warm ribbons. I sat at my desk, a steaming cup of coffee in my hands, and stared at the blank page on my laptop screen. The cursor blinked at me, almost tauntingly, as if to ask what story I wanted to tell next. For the past few years, my writing had blossomed beyond what I had ever dared to dream. My last novel had done incredibly well, and between book signings, late-night edits, and raising two beautiful children with Noah, life was full in the best way possible. Still, there was a stirring in me I couldn’t ignore, a quiet whisper telling me it was time to try something new. I glanced over my shoulder at the family photo hanging on the wall above the fireplace. It had been taken just a few weeks earlier during our spring family trip to the park.
HIS BILLIONAIRE'S SECRET {MxM} CHAPTER 166: GIVING BACK.
Noah and Adrian's POV The first Saturday of every month had become a sacred day for our family. It was a day dedicated not to ourselves, but to others. When Noah and I first started this tradition, it was just the two of us, volunteering at local shelters or food banks. Now, it had grown into something far more meaningful because our children were part of it too. We wanted Luca and Emilia to understand the value of kindness, of reaching out to those in need, and of seeing the world beyond the comfort of our home. That morning, the sun was barely peeking over the horizon when we gathered in the kitchen. Emilia sat at the table, swinging her legs, clutching a small backpack filled with crayons and her favorite toy bunny. Luca stood beside her, yawning dramatically as he rubbed his eyes. “Why do we have to leave so early?” Luca asked, his voice still groggy from sleep. “Because, bud,” Noah said, handing him a warm piece of toast, “the earlier we start, the more we can get done. Toda
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