Emma’s POVThe morning sun filtered through the sheer curtains of our Manhattan penthouse, painting the bedroom in warm shades of gold. I stretched against the silk sheets, a slow smile spreading across my face as Luca’s arm tightened around my waist, pulling me back against his chest."Morning, Mrs. Carter," he murmured into my neck, his voice raspy with sleep. "You look thoroughly satisfied.""That's because my husband knows how to celebrate a number-one bestseller," I teased, turning in his arms to kiss his jawline."Always," Luca chuckled, his deep green eyes locking onto mine. "Now get up, heartbeat. We have a flight back to Malibu. Your birthday is in two days, and if I don't get you home, your brother and sister might actually tear the house down trying to set up the party."---Forty-eight hours later, our Malibu estate was filled with the scent of fresh flowers, loud laughter, and the chaotic energy of our entire family."If anyone drops my niece, heads will roll!" my sister
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