Ronan.
The moment he strokes my hair off my face or kisses me, I usually climb on his body and demand he fucks me.
Of course, he obliges, and he makes it dreamier every time, rougher, harder. Ronan has never treated me as if I’m a delicate flower, and I love him the most for it. Even when he fucks me slow, it’s to make me feel him — feel us — not because he’s afraid of touching me.
Ronan and I are never afraid of touching each other. If anything, it’s what brings us closer and makes us calmer.
We started with a touch. The first time he did it in RES’s library, I kind of fell under his spell and he fell under mine.
Today, I have a surprise for him.
We came to his parents’ house for dinner. Charlotte is finally out of the danger zone. Those couple of months after Eduard’s death were complete hell.
Edric had to make his brother’s death seem like an accident, and Charlotte’s illness was taking its toll on him and Ronan. I held my fiancé’s hand through it all until the results came out and the doctor said the last surgery had been a success.
She had to do a lot of recovery therapy, and Edric didn’t leave her side through it all. Ronan didn’t either.
One of my favourite memories about that time was when Edric asked Ronan for forgiveness for not seeing Eduard’s actions, and Ronan said he was sorry he hadn’t seen his mum’s illness.
Edric and Ronan grew so close during Charlotte’s recovery journey. I think seeing them together by her side helped her mental state more than any doctor would tell them.
Ronan and I were supposed to leave after dinner, but he said he needed to grab something from his room.
He’s been taking a long time, so I might as well ask him now.
“Lars.” I grin when I see him coming out of Ronan’s room. “How do I look?”
I pull on my white T-shirt, on which is written ‘Belle’.
I’m also wearing a black tulle skirt, a leather jacket, and boots — comfy, as usual.
“That’s the second time you’ve asked me that question tonight, Miss Teal.”
“Stop being such a snob, and it’s only Teal,” I tease.
Lars and I have grown close over time. He wouldn’t admit it, but he always has a dark chocolate bar ready for me then he whines about how I keep stealing them.
“You look beautiful.” He lifts his chin. “And stop eating the chocolate no one offers you.”
I make a face as he strides down the hall then I go into the room.
Okay, this is it.
It’s not like it needs to be traditional or something — not that I care about that anyway.
“Hey, Ronan, when are we getting married…?”
I trail off when I find him in the middle of removing his trousers in front of a bed filled with baskets of dark chocolate.
“Fuck, belle, you weren’t supposed to come in yet.”
I grin. “Don’t stop on my account.”
His hands remain on his belt. “Lars said dark chocolate is the best bribe I could use with you.”
“Lars wasn’t wrong.”
“Wait.” His hand leaves his belt, and I nearly reach over to put it back.
Ronan is so beautiful, sometimes I stay up just to stare at him.
It’s not only his physical beauty, though; it’s also his soul that speaks to me and wrenches me out of my own soul.
He’s the calm after the storm.
He’s the light after the darkness.
He’s everything.
“Go back.” He narrows his eyes. “Did I hear something about marriage?”
“Yeah. I thought…you know…we’d make things official?” Otherwise I’ll start punching every girl who looks at him at uni.
He still attracts attention like a magnet. I thought that would be over after RES, but nope, his popularity knows no limits. I need to stake my claim before anyone tries to take him away.
It’s not that I’m threatened or anything, but I’m as greedy about Ronan as he is about me. That will probably never change.
People say we’re too young to get married, but it’s not about age for me. I’ve decided Ronan is the only human being I’ll spend the rest of my life with. It’s a cemented fact. So why delay it?
“Hey.” He appears offended. “I was planning a night out to ask you. This is not fair.”
“You wanted to ask me?”
“I wanted to marry you before that fucker Aiden married Elsa, but you always say all the grandiose stuff is stupid, so I figured I’d wait.”
My heart skips a beat as I stand on my tiptoes, wrap my arms around his neck, and seal a kiss to his cheek. “It isn’t stupid when you’re involved, Ronan.”
His grin widens. “One to nil, Xander.”
I laugh. “So does this mean you’ll marry me?”
“Of course I’m marrying you, and you didn’t ask first — I did.”
“We’ll agree to disagree, your lordship,” I tease. “What did you have in mind with the chocolate?”
“A few things.” His eyes shine with mischief.
“Like what?”
“Like this.” His lips meet mine, and then we’re falling on the bed.
If this is my life going forward, I’m so ready for it.
Epilogue 2 - Ronan
Five years later
“What did I say about interrupting me, belle?” I grunt in her ear as I flatten her against the table.
“I don’t know…” she moans, her legs opening wide.
She sauntered into my office and demanded I fuck her. She does that a lot, not that I’m complaining.
The best thing about being bosses in both our families’ companies is the fact that we get to mix business with pleasure.
“You don’t know?” I pound into her hard as she releases those deep-throated moans.
Her fingers grip the edge of the table as if it’s a lifeline. I don’t stop or slow down. I fuck her hard and fast and out of control, just like we both like it.
“Are you going to take it out on me later?” she whimpers.
Holding her by the hip, I push her short hair aside, baring her nape, and I lean over to whisper in her ear. “You bet, belle.”
She comes then.
My wife is a glutton for punishment and for promises of it. Knowing tonight will be even harder than right now makes her hotter and wetter and even more compliant.
This is only her appetiser. I power into her for a few more seconds before I follow right after.
We’re both breathing heavily as I fall over her, my clothes covering her sorry excuse for a blouse.
She blindly reaches a hand up and digs her fingers into my hair, twisting her head so her lips can meet mine. There’s nothing I love in the world more than kissing this woman and imprinting myself on her.
Since I first met Teal, she’s always gotten under my skin. It started with irritation then hate, and then it turned into the most powerful feeling I could have for another human being.
She understands me even before I say anything. She holds me without me having to ask for it.
Teal has always struggled with feelings, but not with me — never with me. She was strong then, but now she’s invincible.