Todos os capítulos de GOING TO LOSE YOU FOREVER: Capítulo 91 - Capítulo 100

She sat up and he quickly laid her on the lavish pillows, hunched over her body as he softly kissed her cheek and whispered, "Thank you my princess, but now it's my turn to gratify you." She smiled and settled in as he lovingly kissed his way along her collarbone, his legs draped to both sides of her hips. Cupping each of her breasts in his hands, he traced the areolae around her nipples with his thumbs and he could sense her breath catching as her chest rose and fell.He continued to kiss her chest until he brought a nipple into his mouth, sucking leisurely and long on it as he held her mounds, caressing her smooth skin softly. Later he transferred to suck the other one and his hands went down her belly, danced around her hips, and sped over her shiny thighs. On impulse, she opened her legs and he went back between them, continuing to kiss his way down her radiant abdomen.Next, his thumbs spread her wet lips apart, showing her syrupy love spot. He gyrated the tip of his tongue into h

A couple of days since the time in the empty room—their future spoken into bare walls and light. Everything since then had sagged into a slow beat. Mornings entwined in each other's arms, soft laughter over coffee cups, small kisses between meetings, and the sort of calm neither of them had ever believed they'd know.Today was different.Today, Kc Page had a plan.He leaned in his office balcony, phone pressed against his ear, eyes cast over the sky as if it held the secrets. Ocean wind crept in quietly from the west, but otherwise, his pulse was unrested."Is the arch in place?" he asked, voice sharpened.The event coordinator on the other end replied, “Yes, sir. The florists arrived an hour ago. We’re finishing the final touches now. The candles are in place, and the musicians will begin setup by four.”Kc exhaled slowly. “Good. And the lighting?”“Soft gold tones, just as requested. As the sun sets, everything will glow.”"Good," Kc said, giving himself a tiny, self-satisfied smile

The sun climbed high over Los Angeles, reflecting off the glass windows of the skyscraper perched on top of a Beverly Grove hill. Inside, the atmosphere hummed—a gentle hum of expectation not for scandal, nor for controversy, but for something else.A romance simmered once more.The guests of The Velvet Room, that brash up-close celebrity interview program, had been assured of a show. Nobody—not even host Marla Nix—knew what they were getting when what came through the studio doors that morning.Valeria Jayne. In flowing silk ivory. Effortless. Timeless.And beside her—Kc Page. Lawyer. Billionaire. Tabloid enigma. So calm and composed, his hand in hers as if it belonged there for all eternity."Are we really doing this?" Valeria panted to herself as she was ushered into the lights and cameras.Kc bent in close, kissing her temple. "You don't have to say anything you don't feel like."She smiled at him, a small smug smile. "I want to say everything."Marla Nix fiddled with her notes as

Sunday Afternoon at Paige EstateThe black SUV rode up the Paige estate's long driveway in Montecito—gleaming gates swinging open to manicured grass and a colonial mansion rising tall beneath California sun.Valeria had not made a sound for the past five minutes.In the front passenger seat, she folded her hands together, nervously twirling the edge of her engagement ring as the vehicle slowed to a gentle halt.Kc leaned across, brushing a strand of hair behind her ear. “Breathe, baby.”“I’m breathing,” she muttered. “Barely.”“They’re going to love you,” he said firmly.“You don’t know that.”“I do,” Kc insisted, tilting her chin gently to face him. “Because you’re you. And because I’m not giving them a choice.”Valeria managed a faint smile. “What if they still see me as. the woman from the headlines?”Kc’s voice dropped to a whisper. “Then I’ll remind them you’re also the woman I’m going to marry.”She looked down at her ring. “No pressure or anything.”He chuckled. “C’mon. Let’s d

Later That Night – Kc and Valeria’s SuiteValeria lay in bed with a velvet binder open across her lap—color palettes, invitation textures, calligraphy options. Kc emerged from the bathroom in a T-shirt and joggers, rubbing a towel through his damp hair.“You’ve been staring at that thing for an hour,” he teased.“It’s your sister,” she said, laughing. “She has seven mood boards for the ceremony alone.”"Sounds like Elaine," he said, crawling into bed alongside her."She asked what symbols we want to have in the decor. I didn't know love came in fonts.""Of course it does. Ours is. Times New Romance."She hit him over the head with a pillow. "That was awful.""And yet, you're marrying me."They got comfortable, her head on his shoulder as he thumbed through the binder with her."I prefer this one," he said, pointing to a piece of cream-colored linen with gold edging. "It feels… warm. Elegant."Valeria nodded. "It looks like the letters I wrote as a child. Before my life became. complic