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I stepped behind her, wrapping my arms around her waist. “She did. But now, it’s just us.”
She turned in my arms, looking up at me with a steadiness that hadn’t been there before. “Just us. And that’s enough.”
That night, the storm finally broke. The rain slowed to a drizzle, and the air smelled clean, almost new.
Katria and I sat side by side on the balcony, a thin blanket wrapped around us both. The city stretched below, scarred but still standing.
Katria tested her head on my shoulder. “It feels strange. Like the world is waiting for something.”
I pressed a kiss to her temple. “The people decide what comes next.”
She tilted her face to me, her voice a whisper. “So what comes next for us?”
I didn’t answer right away. I studied her, the strength in her eyes, the way she leaned into me as if I were her anchor. Finally, I said, “Whatever we choose, Kat. No papers, no empires, no ghosts of the past. Just us, moving forward.”
Her lips curved, and for the first time in days, the smile reached her eyes. “Then I choose you. Always you.”
I pulled her closer, sealing her words with a kiss that was neither hurried nor desperate—it was steady, certain, like the promise I’d made.
She kissed me back with a gentle sweetness that made my chest tighten with love.
I was hovering over her on our bed in an instant as we helped each other undress. Her chest rose and fell as my fingers traced her clit. I fucked her with my fingers, never breaking eye contact. She climaxed, covering my fingers with her slick wetness.
“I love you, Katria,” I declared.
“I love you, too, Danil,” she breathed just as I slid my hard length into her plush pussy.
Her moans were covered in my kisses as I moved inside her.
I felt her tighten around my cock and increased my pace, not too far from release myself. Her loud moan of my name was followed by the low groan that emanated from my lips.
I partially collapsed over her, kissing the corner of her lips as our breaths slowed.
For the first time in what felt like forever, we allowed ourselves to simply breathe.
The war wasn’t over. Shadows still lurked, and danger still circled. But for that night, beneath the fading storm, Katria and I held on to the one truth that mattered.
We had chosen each other. And nothing else could break or separate that.
Epilogue – Kat
I strolled into the back gardens. Just six months ago, it was Danil’s home. Now it was ours.
A blissful smile spread across my lips as the gentle wind swept the uneven tips of my hair. There was a deep happiness that came with knowing I was no longer a prisoner in this estate. My mind went back to a week ago, when Danil and I were discussing it.
“I love you, Katria. God bless the day you walked into my life,” he’d uttered.
“Hm, I don’t think I can say the same about that day,” I had revealed, scrunching my face playfully. “I became a prisoner in the blink of an eye.”
“You’re the queen of the estate. And every single thing I own,” he’d proclaimed.
Suddenly, I felt hands wrapping around my waist from behind. No one else held me with strong arms that felt so delicate around me.
Talk of the devil.
“It’s done,” he informed, turning me around in his arms before dropping a kiss to my lips. “The money from Sivella Holdings is now funding hospitals and schools just like you wanted. Some of the money is being held in a trust fund for our children.”
Heat washed over my face as I looked to the side.
