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Blueprint 38

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The rooftop felt smaller now, as though the world around us had disappeared, leaving just the two of us and the glow of the city lights. The weight of Noah’s words lingered in the air—the vulnerability he’d shown earlier was still fresh in my mind, and it was stirring something inside me.

I couldn’t stop looking at him, at the way he leaned back in his chair with a quiet confidence that somehow felt softer now. He wasn’t the billionaire boss tonight, the commanding presence who ran meetings with precision. He was just Noah—a man who had shown me a side of himself that most people never got to see.

And it made me want to share, too.

“I have to admit,” I said, breaking the silence, “hearing you talk about your struggles... it makes you seem more human.”

He raised an eyebrow, his lips curving into a faint smile. “Was I not human before?”

I laughed softly. “You know what I mean. You’re always so composed, so in control. It’s easy to forget that you’ve had your own challenges.”

He tilted h
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    It started with a missed period. I had always been very regular, and when it didn’t show up on schedule, I couldn’t help but feel a slight sense of unease. At first, I thought it might be stress. The resort had just opened, our joint venture was thriving, and Noah and I were busier than ever. But as the days went on, the thought kept gnawing at me. I waited another week, hoping it would just be a late cycle, but when it still didn’t come, I couldn’t ignore it any longer. I found myself standing in front of the bathroom mirror one morning, staring at the pregnancy test in my hand. It was a moment I never imagined would come so soon—after all, Noah and I had talked about it in vague, hopeful terms, but we hadn’t made any concrete plans. Still, here I was, holding this small piece of plastic that would either confirm or deny my suspicion. I took the test, my heart beating loudly in my chest as I set it on the counter. I turned away, trying to distract myself. But every few seconds, my

  • Your Lips to Mine #7: The Billionaire's Blueprint of Love   Blueprint 90

    The sun was low in the sky, casting a warm golden hue over the completed resort. It was the perfect backdrop for what was about to be the most important day of my life. As I stood on the terrace, looking out at the breathtaking view, I felt a mix of emotions flooding my chest—excitement, joy, and an overwhelming sense of gratitude. Today wasn’t just about the resort. It wasn’t just about the culmination of years of hard work and dedication. Today was about us—Noah and me. It was about our love, our shared journey, and the future we were ready to build together. It was about the promise we had made to each other in the quiet moments, the late-night talks, and the long, hard days where we both knew that we were in this for the long haul. I had spent months helping to design this space—helping to bring Noah’s vision to life. But the real beauty of it, the thing that made it so much more than just another architectural project, was that this resort was a reflection of us. It was a physi

  • Your Lips to Mine #7: The Billionaire's Blueprint of Love   Blueprint 89

    The morning of our trip started like any other. Noah and I boarded the private jet, heading back to the island where everything had begun—where we had first met, first worked together, and where the roots of our partnership had taken hold. But there was something in the air that day, something I couldn’t quite place. Maybe it was the quiet excitement in Noah’s eyes or the way he kept glancing at me with that soft smile he only wore when he was thinking about something. Whatever it was, I felt an unusual sense of anticipation building in my chest. As we touched down on the island, I didn’t think anything of it. The island was just as serene as it had been the last time we visited. The waves lapped against the shore, the sun glinted off the water, and the air smelled faintly of salt and wildflowers. It was peaceful, timeless even. Noah had insisted on taking me on a walk along the beach first—just the two of us. He was always thoughtful like that, eager to share a quiet moment before

  • Your Lips to Mine #7: The Billionaire's Blueprint of Love   Blueprint 88

    The weekend trip with my family had started out like any other—filled with laughter, casual teasing, and the occasional awkward silence as my parents tried to navigate their relationship with Noah. We’d planned a day outdoors, gathering at a lakeside cabin my parents rented every summer. For me, this place was steeped in childhood memories: learning to swim in the lake, watching my mom set up picnics on the grass, and helping my dad start the fire for evening barbecues. It was a safe haven. But bringing Noah here felt like blending two very different parts of my life into one. The day started quietly enough. Noah, to his credit, had gone out of his way to make everyone feel comfortable. He’d offered to help with the grill, chatted with my cousins about their work, and even joined in a game of cards with my younger siblings, somehow winning them over within minutes. Watching him seamlessly adapt to my family’s dynamic was both a relief and a surprise. Still, I knew my parents were wa

  • Your Lips to Mine #7: The Billionaire's Blueprint of Love   Blueprint 87

    Bringing Noah into my family’s world wasn’t something I had ever imagined would be easy, but I hadn’t expected it to weigh on me as much as it did. My parents had always been my foundation—supportive, protective, and fiercely proud of the independent woman they had raised. But I knew their protectiveness came with a sharp edge of skepticism, especially when it came to Noah. To them, he wasn’t just the man I loved; he was the billionaire who could potentially overshadow everything I had worked so hard to achieve. The dinner where they met Noah for the first time had gone better than I expected, but it hadn’t erased their concerns entirely. My dad, in particular, had remained wary, though he’d tried to keep it subtle. A self-made man who had built his small construction business from the ground up, he valued hard work and grit above all else. To him, Noah represented privilege, power, and a world that felt far removed from the struggles of people like us. But Noah was determined to ea

  • Your Lips to Mine #7: The Billionaire's Blueprint of Love   Blueprint 86

    The closer it got to the dinner, the tighter the knot in my stomach grew. I had spent the entire afternoon pacing around my apartment, checking my phone for the millionth time to make sure my parents hadn’t canceled at the last minute. Not that they ever would—they were too polite for that—but I couldn’t shake the feeling that tonight had the potential to go either very well or very, very badly. Noah, as always, remained calm. While I fretted over every little detail, he sat at the kitchen counter reviewing emails, his calm demeanor almost infuriating. He looked up from his laptop and smiled, the corner of his mouth lifting in that way that usually made my heart skip a beat. “Lena,” he said gently, closing the laptop and standing. “It’s going to be fine. You’ve already won them over just by being you. I’m just here to prove that I’m worth you.” His words stopped me in my tracks, my chest tightening with a mix of affection and nerves. “That’s exactly what I’m worried about, Noah,” I

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