Epilogue— Love does exist.

Epilogue.

It’s been 10 years since my wedding to Drystan, and life has never been beautiful apart from the ones I have spent with him.

When I was in my twenties, people said marriage was a scam and a way to lure people into endless pain. But marriage is a blessing. I mean, if your husband were Alastor Merikh Drystan—a man who swore to spend his entire life choosing me—and not once has he failed.

Standing at the top of the house, the very house he had bought for us some years back, the one where we had our first, second, and third kids, I watched him from here as he played around with our kids. Declan, our very first child, was a lot like his father—handsome and responsible in every sense of the word. He treats his little sister Daisy, and little brother, Damon like the world was meant for only them, and I can only say… he watched his father be the man he promised to be.

Oh! Life is beautiful. And I would say—I am grateful to everyfucking pain that led me back to his arms.

Because there wouldn’t have been a better man out there for me.

To be loved is to be seen, heard, and understood. But my greatest part of being Drystan’s wife was knowing that I had a man whose love was sufficient for us on the days I didn’t have anything to give.

In these 10 years of my life, I have lived well—by the love of a man who knew how to choose me first before anything in the world.

“Sunshine,” his voice came up, and I giggled.

He still calls me that, like I haven’t aged a bit.

I smiled as I looked down at them. They looked so small from here.

With my face still beaming with smiles, I ran down the elevator and made my way to them.

By the time I was there, Eric and Emilia’s car pulled in, ready to take the kids away. Eric and Emilia have been married for five years with a beautiful girl child—happy and living.

Drystan and I have a vacation in Costa Rica, and we weren’t letting these kids interrupt our happy moment.

Declan and I exchanged a few hugs and kisses, while Daisy just basked in the warmth of her father till she was ready to leave. As for Damon? He was the typical lover of Eric always clinging to Eric and Rocco whenever Rocco came visiting with Hazel. Life has been beautiful for every one of us.

Tangled in Drystan’s arms, we watched the car as they drove off.

“Enjoy your vacation!!!” Emilia screamed out to us, and I blew her a gentle kiss, watching them drive off.

Only then did I turn to my husband.

My hand found his neck, and his found my waist.

We glared at each other for a moment so long it almost felt like hours had passed.

“You are my greatest blessing,” Drystan mumbled, and I smiled at the sound of that.

“And you are the love I never believed existed.”

His right hand found my cheeks, then he pulled my face closer.

“To forever,” he said, slamming his lips against mine.

My heart melted, and I allowed him to lead the kiss—the very way he had led my entire life to perfection.

Someone once told me that love doesn’t exist. But I beg to differ.

Love does exist.

And mine came in the form of a devil.

The one that only I had the right to.

*

To every reader who had stuck with me through the journey of this book. “Thank you so much! And I love you all!”

This has to be my longest book ever and I made sure I have a beautiful ending.

After this book is completed, my next projects will be “Ruin Me Daddy.”

A pure erotic forbidden Romance.

But I will be taking a break first before getting back to it.

While we anticipate what Ruin Me Daddy will be like, I hope we can read “Taking Daddy’s Command.” The book's updates will be frequent.

If possible, a book two would come in for Sin For Me, Daddy.” and that would be the story of Melina— Lina and her bodyguard— it’s more erotica than Romance.

As for Ruin Me Daddy— here is a hint. “An absolute religious lady, falls into the grip of a mafia lord. Now he wants her to moan his name with the same mouth that prays, to sin for him with the same body she claimed was a temple.

Day after day, Lily finds herself slipping into something so sinfully right. Her body pleads for him, and when she finally gave in to the wishes of her body, he made her his little whore, serving her his cock, ruining and worshiping her all at once.

Note: this is not an overly religious book, it just has to do with a matter of different fates.

Thank you all for coming this long.

You all have my heart! 🫶🏽❤️