Page 20 of Her Naughty Billionaire

She collapses against the desk as the last of my orgasm leaves me, and I follow after her, letting my weight crush her into the desk. Her chest is heaving as she tries to catch her breath, and I brush my lips against her hairline, kissing her neck gently.

When I lift myself off of her, she looks up at me through her eyelashes, and I can see her cheeks are red from being so thoroughly fucked.

She's absolutely perfect.

"Do you think," she starts, her voice hesitant, "that we've officially scandalized my ancestors?" She gestures vaguely around her office at the framed photos and antique furnishings.

I can't help but chuckle, imagining the stern-looking figures in those photos bearing witness to our activities. "Undoubtedly. I suspect your great-grandfather might never look at this desk the same way again."

She laughs, a melodic sound that makes my chest feel lighter. "You have a knack for making everything sound so irreverent."

"I aim to please," I quip, pulling her closer for a brief kiss. "But seriously, Sophia, where does this leave us?"

She presses a palm against my bare chest. "I think... it leaves us at the beginning of something new. Something unpredictable, definitely scandalous, but also... real."

I nod, understanding her sentiment. This isn't just a fleeting moment. This is forever. "You know, amidst the Carter legacy and business dealings, I think we're carving out our own story."

Sophia looks up, her gaze meeting mine, full of hope. "One wild, beautiful, naughty chapter at a time."

And as the sun begins its descent, casting a golden hue over the office, I realize we're not just ending a chapter but embarking on an entirely new journey.

Epilogue

Sophia

Istandonthebalcony of our penthouse, the cool evening breeze tousling my hair. Below, the city pulses with life, a million lights playing their own rhythm. But it's the sky above that captures my attention tonight, a canvas of twinkling stars. Ever since meeting Victor, the stars have taken on a new significance. They remind me of our shared journey—the bumpy start, the challenges we faced, and the undeniable connection that grew between us.

"I see I’ve turned you into a stargazer," a familiar, teasing voice interrupts my thoughts. I turn to find Victor holding a small telescope.

I smirk, "Trying to impress me with your astronomical tools now?"

He grins, setting up the telescope. "Always, Ms. Carter. Here, take a look."

I peer into the eyepiece, focusing on a brilliantly shining star.

"That's Vega," he informs me. "One of the brightest stars in our night sky."

I lean back, looking at him, the stars reflected in his deep blue eyes. "You've come a long way from 'Twinkle, Twinkle.'"

He chuckles, "With you by my side."

A comfortable silence falls between us before Victor suddenly grows serious. "Do you remember telling me our arrangement was strictly business until I got down on one knee?"

I roll my eyes, laughing. "I say a lot of things, especially to keep you in line. You don't expect me to remember everything, do you?"

Without a word, he reaches into his pocket, producing a small box. My heart stutters as he kneels, opening it to reveal a sparkling diamond ring.

"How about now?" he asks, smirking. “Sophia Carter, will you do the honor of making this insufferable billionaire the happiest man on earth?"

I pretend to consider, tapping my chin thoughtfully. "Well, when you put it that way... How can a girl resist?"

He rolls his eyes but looks hopeful. "Is that a yes?"

I pull him up, wrapping my arms around his neck. "Yes, Victor Thorn, that's a yes."

As we seal our engagement with a kiss, I can't help but feel the weight of the moment—the end of our old lives and the promising start of a new chapter. Sure, he's still a pain in my ass, but he's my pain. And as we stand there, under the vast canopy of stars, I know that together, we're ready to create our own legacy—one stubborn, passionate step at a time.

Epilogue 2

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