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She looked back at Sebastian with eager anticipation. “Bring her to meet me. I want to give her gifts—welcome her properlyinto our family. Why haven’t you brought her here yet? You got married without telling me? You’re going to kill me from shock!”
Sebastian chuckled at her words. “I need to ask her first. We haven’t discussed meeting the families yet.”
Camila’s eyes flashed with surprise at his words. A smirk appeared on her lips and she teased, “You never listened to anyone in this family, not even as a kid. And now, for something this small, you have to ask your wife’s permission? That’s new. Looks like someone’s finally under the control of a superior.” She laughed softly.
Sebastian didn’t say a word to that, just pulled out his phone. His eyes caught the screen lighting up—Emily’s name flashing. He opened her message: ‘I’m waiting for you to have dinner together. Please come home soon.’
His smile broadened. He stood up, sliding the phone into his pocket, grinning from ear to ear.
Looking at Camila, he said shamelessly, “I need to go now. Time to make some grandbabies for you.” With that, he strode out, leaving Camila gaping after him.
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Emily’s sleep was broken by a gentle trail of kisses down the back of her neck. She sighed softly as his lips moved over her shoulder and then back up, sending tingles all over her skin. She squirmed and turned onto her back.
Sebastian was hovering over her, still bare-chested, his sculpted abs and that delicious morning look making him irresistibly handsome.
He bent down to kiss her, but she gently placed her hand on his neck, stopping him.
“I need to attend a launch ceremony today. I don’t want to be late,” she said softly. Then, with a little more strength, she pushed him back onto the bed and stood up.
Sebastian’s eyes darkened with hunger as she walked away, but she didn’t look back. She grabbed the nightdress she had tossed on the floor last night and slipped it on lazily. Without another word, she walked toward the washroom.
Sebastian’s eyes followed her every step. A moment later, he slid out of bed and quietly followed her inside.
She was brushing her teeth when his arms slipped around her waist from behind, pulling her close. In the mirror, his eyes locked on hers, watching her every move. Her eyes met his, and he dipped his head to her neck, his lips brushing her skin in soft, lingering kisses that left a warm trail, sending a shiver down her spine—but it was just bearable enough that she allowed it.
His hands moved slowly, gliding from her stomach to the deep V of her nightdress. His fingers found her breasts, cupping them gently as his thumbs teased her nipples in lazy, gentle circles.
She bent forward slightly to splash water on her face, then straightened, her breath uneven under his touch.
The sudden trill of her phone shattered the quiet. She froze, glancing toward the bedroom in surprise—it was far too early for anyone to be calling.
Sebastian’s frown pressed against her neck before he lifted his head, his hand tightening around her breast, clearly unwilling to let her go.
Their eyes met in the mirror. She gave him a soft, pleading pout, and his frown deepened. After a beat, he finally released her, stepping back—only to give her hip a playful smack.
“Stay here,” he murmured, “I’ll get your phone.”
He headed toward the bedroom to fetch it, while she stayed at the sink, smoothing moisturizer over her face. She glanced over her shoulder with a soft smile as he returned, phone in hand.
Sebastian answered the call, switched it to speaker, and set it on the counter. Without missing a beat, his hands found her waist from behind again. His face dipped to her neck, lips brushing slowly back and forth over her warm, soft skin.
On the other end of the call, Jacob’s voice came through. “Emily, you remember you have to come early today, right? Today’s launch is important. We need to be there before the official event to greet the guests.”
“Of course,” she replied. “Don’t worry, I’ll be on time. It’s in the afternoon, right? I’ll get there before the event starts.”
“Perfect,” Jacob said, and hung up.
Sebastian picked up the phone and slid it into the pocket of his shorts, then without warning, scooped Emily into his arms. He started carrying her toward the bedroom.
“What are you doing?” she yelped, twisting to glance toward the bathroom. “I need to get ready for the event!”
“It’s in the afternoon. I’ll take you there. Why are you getting ready so early?” he asked, not slowing his steps.
“I don’t have a dress or makeup or anything,” she protested. “I need to get those first before heading directly to the event.”
Sebastian laid her gently on the bed, pulling the blanket up to her neck. He leaned down, pressing a soft kiss to her forehead.
