I lean into him, resting my head on his chest.
The fresh morning air and the sound of the rolling waves relax me. I feel content, almost giddy.
"Seriously, Gerald… I've never experienced anything like last night," I say softly. "Being with you makes me feel like...like Cinderella at the ball. Like all my dreams are coming true." It's true. I haven't experienced anything like his tenderness, combined with a place like this.
Yes, I had a few luxury vacations with Luchenko, but it was different. He was rough. Worried only about his own satisfaction. Gerald seems so much more… attentive.
Based on the violent display last night, I can see he has a ruthless side, but towards me he just seems tender, caring. Rough in all the right ways, and only the right ways.
Gerald strokes my hair. "You deserve to be treated like a princess, Alina." His voice rumbles pleasantly in his chest. "No, scratch that. Like a queen. I want to give you the whole world. And Yara, too."
I smile, comforted by his words and at the sound of my daughter's name, but a small voice of doubt still lingers in my mind. Gerald seems too good to be true.
Will this magical feeling last?
Or will it shatter like a glass slipper when the clock strikes midnight?
Gerald tilts my chin up, his gray eyes boring intensely into mine. "I know you've been hurt before," he says, as if reading my thoughts. "But I promise, what we have is real. I won't let anyone hurt you again. You're here with me now, and I'm going to prove to you that I can give you and your daughter the world that you both so very much deserve."
He kisses me deeply, possessively, stealing my breath. I cling to him, pushing aside my doubts for now and losing myself in his passion. The rest of the world fades away.
Right here, right now, I feel like the luckiest girl in the world. And that I'm unequivocally doing the right thing by my family.
"You're right, though. That was pretty amazing. You told me you liked it rough, but that was… just, wow," he says. "I was hammering you really good."
This man really does seem too good to be true. Charming, wealthy,andwith a cock many woman will only ever dream of.
Every move he makes is deliberate, controlled, confident. He wants to be in charge of the situation, that much is clear.
But he's so attentive, and part of his wish to control in the bedroom seems to be focused on making me come.
He's like the whole package. Maybe I did do something right to deserve this.
"I've never had so many orgasms at once in my life."
"Ah, my dear Alina. That's because you hadn't met the right man until now."
I laugh. "Well, you're right about that. I'm just grateful that now we have each other."
"Me too, my love. Me too. I can't wait for all the wonderful things we'll do together. I truly believe we're going to set the world on fire. You, me, Yara. A whole family unit taking things over."
Chapter 9
Alina
The rest of the vacation seems to pass by in a whirlwind—lounging by the pool, sipping cocktails, indulging in great food, engaging in deep conversation, enjoying mindblowing sex, and repeating the cycle. It's hard to believe it's already our final evening together.
The amber glow of the setting sun reflects off the gentle waves, bathing us in its soft light. My bare feet sink into the warm sand as he takes my hands in his, his emerald eyes glinting with excitement.
"Alina, my darling. From the moment I met you, I knew you were the missing piece of me. I know this is fast, but sometimes when you meet someone you just know." Gerald grins as he lowers to one knee and presents a dazzling diamond ring. I gasp as he asks, "Will you make me the happiest man in the world and be my wife?"
My heart flutters wildly in my chest. After so many years of hardship, his proposal fills me with a sense of hope and joy I'dlong forgotten. I want nothing more than to begin our new life together. Gerald and Yara and me. A family.
"Yes, yes of course I'll marry you!" I exclaim.
Gerald sweeps me into his arms, twirling me around before capturing my lips in a passionate kiss. As we embrace on the beach, the future feels bright.
In the afterglow, we walk hand-in-hand along the shoreline as Gerald describes our lavish life to come. "I'll take you to the finest restaurants in New York, and we'll redecorate my penthouse just for you. Anything your heart desires, it's yours," he purrs, squeezing my hand. "And Yara too, of course," he adds. "You're a package deal. My queen and my princess."