Hiding The Billionaire's Heirs
Damien’s green eyes, softened by exhaustion and profound love, met hers.
“You’re a natural,” she teased, her voice a soft murmur laced with affection.
He smirked, leaning over carefully to capture her lips in a deep, lingering kiss—slow, devoted, filled with the quiet fire that had only grown stronger through their trials. “He has your stubborn chin. Won’t settle unless he’s glued to me. Just like his mother.” Their connection hummed between them, stolen intimacies amid the chaos feeling like sacred rituals. Even now, with the empire’s weight on their shoulders, these moments grounded them.