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Me. And guess whatās over???? The Sinclair SoirĆ©e. I cannot believe it spanned 24 chapters, and I cannot believe you survived all of them? Whats more, I canāt believe you sat through 84 chapters of Leonel and Ava. Thoughts? You guys know Iām obsessed with reading your comments. Anyway. Iām happy to announce that the First Part of These Reckless Vows has officially come to an end, and Iād be lying if I told you I havenāt shed a tear or 500. Thank you for making my first writing experience one to remember. Completing this first part could only be made possible because of all of you ā¤ļø Donāt worry, Iām not going to make a whole separate book. PART 2 will be continuing after this authorās note. What do you guys want to see in it? Do you think Ava made the right choice? What about Leonel? Let me know in the comments, and as always, whatever you guys want to see, ask me, and it might be given to you. Love yāall to the moon and back, and without further delay, I present to you⦠THESE RECKLESS VOWS: THE BILLIONAIRES BRIDE - PART 216 Years Later Valentina Sinclair ~~~~ āI thought my parents loved me.ā Willow and I lay shoulder-to-shoulder, simmering in our shared annoyance. āSame.ā She responds, tilting her head to stare at me, āDo you think if I beg Aunt Ava enough sheād stop this from happening?ā I scrunch my nose, thinking of what mum would say if Willow talked to her. āWillow, angel, this is such an amazing family tradition.ā I mock my mumās enthusiastic voice. Willow giggles, āAnd then uncle Leonel will join in, cause heās always on aunt Avaās side.ā I lower my voice to try to get Dadās deep tone. āYour mother wants the best for you, mi mundo, and so do I.ā Willow covers her face with her red-gel fingers, her shoulders shaking from laughter. āUncle Leonel will murder you if he finds out you were mocking him and your mum.ā She breathes between chuckles. āOh please. My parents would die before they ever punish me. Theyāre such softies.ā It helps that Iām actually good. The straig
Ava ~~~ Surprise, surprise, Leonel makes love to me in the car before we head to the office. Iām still coming down from the high of being eaten out when he swerves into the car park, looking at me with creased brows. āAre you okay?ā He murmurs, resting one hand on my belly and the other on my cheek. These days, heās been a little overbearing. But honestly? After Jaxon, Iāll take my overprotective husband any day. āIām fine.ā I assure him. Weāre greeted at the door by my favourite receptionist, Fiona, and when she spots my small belly, I can see her mind reeling to ask if Iām pregnant or just overfed. āWeāre expecting Fiona. You can ask.ā Leonelās husky voice says low enough to almost make me whimper. Fiona lights up, and I canāt help blushing as she squeals, āOh, thatās wonderful Sinclairs! No wonder you havenāt been to the office in some time Mrs Sinclair. Iām overjoyed for you!ā āThank you, Fiona,ā I say shyly, and Leonel squeezes my hand. Right then, the eleva
Ava ~~~ Leonel and I manage to pull ourselves out of bed, and after another fuck in the shower leaves my legs jellied, I actually consider hauling my pregnant ass back into bed. Sike. Now, my post-sex glow stares back at me from the mirror. I twist to admire my little belly in my pantsuit, loving the weight of my baby. I'm not the only one. Leonel wraps his big arms around me, soothing my stomach and whispering, āYou get more beautiful every time I see you.ā I scoff, āYou mean I get bigger?ā āAva.ā he warns, ādon't do that. It's healthy weight, and you look good.ā he nips my ear, ādelicious even.ā I stifle my moan. The last thing I want is for my sexy husband to seduce me into not going to the office. I intertwine our fingers and change the subject, āI have a feeling the babyās a girl.ā Leonelās eyes glow, āa mini you? I'm so fucked.ā I blush all the way to the dining room. Leonel insists on carrying me down the stairs, like he has every day since I showed him my
3 YEARS LATER Leonel ~~~ āYouāre going to be the death of me.ā I grunt, sliding out of Ava just so I can push into her again. She moans, and the sound awakens every nerve in my body. āLeonel.ā She whispers, still so sleepy. My favorite part of the day these days has been waking her up with my cock. But Iām careful, I have to be. I kiss her, moving my lips as gently as Iām driving into her. She whimpers that sweet noise that always almost makes me cum. āOh fuck.ā She says softly, then whines, āYou can go harder.ā āI donāt want to hurt you.ā I grunt, even as it takes all my energy not to go rough. One bare breast peaks from beneath the covers, and I resist sucking that hardened pink nipple. She isnāt satisfied. I can tell from how she keeps arching up, telling me with her body that she needs more. I trail down her neck, hoping butterfly kisses make up for my softness. āHarder.ā She pants. I kiss her nose, āNo.ā Frowning, she wraps her legs around my thrusti
Ava ~~~ The boat rocks beneath us, and a band plays their violins for Oliver and Evie take their proposal pictures. I feel good. Like, I got high for the first time good. Every time I glance to Leonel, my insides turn to jelly, and all I can imagine is him railing me again. Or⦠making love to me, if you feel like being poetic. āAre you okay?ā He whispers, āare you⦠sore?ā āBaby, if you ask me that fucking question one more time I might just break up with you.ā He laughs, but itās short and strained, āI just want you to be okay. Iāve never slept with a virgin before and I know the first time can be hard.ā āFirst two times you mean.ā I insist, reminding him we did it from the back right before we came here. The tips of his ears actually turn pink, āAva, Iām serious.ā I know, and thatās whatās so infuriating. How can anyone be serious at a time like this? Weāre in Paris. All our threats are dead or backed off. Our friendās are about to get engaged. Most impo
Leonel ~~~ God, I love this woman. Ava looks like an angel, curled into my chest as she snores softly. I rub my hand over her cheek, then through her hair. I donāt think Iāve told her how much I love this short look on her. Gently, I fix her bra, remembering how hungry Iād been when I yanked it down, then I peel myself away from her so I can run a shower. āNo.ā She protests, reaching for me, still half-asleep. I kiss her nose, chuckling, āI want to wash off.ā āNo,ā she says again, then cracks open one beautiful green eye, āstay with me.ā Well, thereās no arguing with that. I take my pants and boxers off entirely, throwing them to the ground where my t-shirt is, before snuggling under the covers with her. She sighs happily, wrapping her legs around my waist. Sheās so magnificent. Everything about her makes me fall even more in love. Itās no wonder I came so fast. I can still hear her desperate moans, her passionate panting. The way she said my name, and donāt even ge
Leonel ~~~ āI do.ā Those two words bring me alive in ways I didn't even realise were possible. The crowd tried to start murmuring again, but there's now security flanking their sides, so the hall is deathly quiet. Ava is looking at me, and we must stare at each other for what feels like
And thatās a wrap š I canāt believe we actually got here. Thank you, thank you, thank you to all my readers!!!! Itās been such a journey, and I truly canāt tell you all how much your support and love means to me. What we started with was by no means what I assumed weād have today, but the story
Ava ~~~ I think about Leonel. Every. Single. Day. Heās the main positive light that shines in the middle of all my negative emotions. And fuck do I have so many negative emotions. When I was released from the hospital, that was when the real hell with my feelings began. I would startle aw
Ava ~~~The letter shakes in my hands as I read its ending. Or, as I try to read its ending. But my eyes are so blurred with tears that I can barely see the words on the page.āOh, my love,ā I whisper, grazing a finger over the place he signed his name in stylish calligraphy.Thereās a steady thr







