Hiding The Billionaire's Heirs
They finally broke clear, the island shrinking behind them, but the message burned clear: even paradise couldn’t hide them forever.
On deck, Damien pulled Cinthye into a fierce, desperate kiss, tasting salt and victory. “The honeymoon’s over. Back to our roles, love.”
She cupped his face, eyes blazing with determination despite the blood and exhaustion. “We’re stronger now. Ready for whatever comes next.”
The passion of the island still burned hot in their veins. But as the mainland rose on the horizon, new alerts pinged on secured tablets—multiple strikes reported at the sanctuary’s outer edges. The quadruplets’ cries echoed faintly through a live feed.