Se connecterEpilogue: Daniel & EmmaEmma stood in the backyard of her parents' house, watching chaos unfold with the kind of bemused affection only a mother of three and a big family could manage.Three.She still couldn't quite believe it sometimes. Five years ago, she'd married Daniel, told him about their first baby on their wedding night. Now they had Charlotte, who was four and a half, the twins Sara and Bryson, who'd just turned two, and Emma's hands were perpetually full.Charlotte was currently attempting to organize the other children into some kind of game that involved a lot of running and screaming. She'd inherited Daniel's leadership qualities and stubborn streak. A dangerous combination."Lottie, not so rough!" Emma called out as her daughter nearly bowled over Honey and Grayson's son, Henry."Sorry!" Charlotte didn't sound sorry at all. She just grabbed Henry’s hand and pulled him along.Emma shook her head, smiling. Today was the annual summer barbecue at the Taylor house. Everyon
She blew Wyatt a kiss, then turned back to the set. The makeup artist fixed the blood on her face, then she positioned herself for the next take. She caught sight of her reflection in a nearby monitor.She looked stronger and more confident than before. She hated what had happened to her, but maybe she had been the only one who could have stopped that serial killer. Maybe the universe had put her in Liam’s path to stop him, or he would have gone on killing.She was so different from the terrified woman who'd hidden in her apartment two years ago. Wyatt had still continued her training after Liam's death, to make sure she could take care of herself. It also helped with getting over killing someone.She was still healing. Some days were harder than others. Some nights, the nightmares came back. Some moments, she'd catch a glimpse of someone who looked like Liam and her breath would catch.But those moments were fewer now. Further between.And she had Wyatt. Had James. Had friends who lo
Epilogue: Wyatt & LaurenThe set was dead silent as Lauren finished her last roundhouse kick before the scene ended with her in a fighting stance, then crew members started shouting instructions, lights being repositioned with metallic clangs, cameras rolling on tracks like something out of a fever dream. Lauren stood in the center of it all, dressed in tactical gear that made her look like she could kick ass and take names, which, according to the script, was exactly what her character did."Lauren, darling!" The director, Glen Anderson, gestured wildly from behind the monitor. "That was perfection, but can we do it again? Do you think? This time, more fire in the eyes. You're not just angry… you're avenging every woman who's ever been underestimated." Glen was one of the good guys. It was rare, but true in his case. He worked with actors to get the most out of them, instead of shouting, which could make some actors freeze up. She had worked with Glen before."Got it." Lauren wiped t
Epilogue: Nate & PruePrue stood in the doorway of the nursery, watching Nate rock their eighteen-month-old daughter, Lily, to sleep. The soft glow from the lamp was the only light in the room. Nate sang something low and off-key that shouldn't have been soothing but somehow was. The man couldn't hold a tune."She's already asleep," Prue whispered, moving into the room. "Has been for the last five minutes.""I know." His voice was equally quiet. "I'm just... enjoying it."She understood. After everything they'd been through, after losing their first baby and spending years believing they might never have this, moments like these felt precious. Sacred, even.Nate carefully laid Lily in her crib, tucking the blanket around her small form. She barely stirred, her dark lashes resting against chubby cheeks, one tiny fist curled near her face.They stood there together, watching her breathe, the way new parents did even when their child wasn't so new anymore."Come on," Prue finally said, t
He pushed inside slowly, carefully, giving her body time to adjust. The angle was different with the pillow, but it allowed him to fill her completely without putting weight on her stomach. They had changed positions in the last month, so he was never directly on top of her when they made love."Fuck," Grayson groaned as her heat enveloped him. "You feel incredible. I can already feel your pussy trying to grip my cock."Honey whimpered at the fullness, at the exquisite stretch. "Move. Please."He set a gentle rhythm, even as desire urged him to take her harder. Each thrust was controlled, designed to give her maximum pleasure without risk. If he was taking her from behind, he might have thrust harder."I want to feel you milk my cock." Grayson's fingers found her swollen clit, circling it in time with his movements. The dual stimulation pushed her rapidly toward another edge."That's my good little Red," he praised as her inner walls began to clench on him. "So responsive. So perfect.
Epilogue: Grayson & HoneyFriday Night, 8:47 PMHoney adjusted the emerald mask in the dressing room mirror, her fingers trembling slightly with anticipation. Five months pregnant, and she still craved this, the anonymity, the freedom, the delicious surrender that only The Velvet Room could provide. They didn't do it often now. They didn't need to."You're glowing," Madam V observed from the doorway, her knowing smile visible behind her signature red velvet mask. "Pregnancy suits you, Red.""Thank you." Honey turned sideways, examining her profile. The flowing crimson dress did an excellent job of accommodating her growing bump while still making her feel sexy. "I wasn't sure if I should come tonight.""Why not?" Madam V moved closer, adjusting the fall of fabric over Honey's belly. "The club welcomes safe play, and being pregnant makes no difference. Though I suspect Sir has some... concerns."Heat bloomed across Honey's cheeks. "He's been ridiculously overprotective lately. I practi
Grayson checked his watch for the third time in as many minutes, pacing the small café where he'd arranged to meet Morgan. He'd deliberately arrived early to secure a quiet corner table, away from potential eavesdroppers. The location was public enough to prevent a scene but private enough for the
Nate laughed. "No, I think we both know who'd win in that scenario. Between your father's connections and your own intelligence, I'd put my money on you." His expression softened. "Besides, I've seen how you look at him. You're not going anywhere. I'm happy for you both."No, she wasn't going anywh
Grayson pulled through the gates of the Johnson estate, following the circular drive that wound past manicured gardens and marble fountains. The security checkpoint had waved him through after confirming his identity, but not before he'd noted the additional personnel stationed around the property.
Friday, October 20th, 7:05 AMMorning light filtered through the curtains when Honey stirred from sleep. She stretched languidly before reaching for her phone on the nightstand, squinting at the screen's brightness. Quickly checking to see she hadn't oversleptTen messages from Lauren and Maggie li







