Page 28 of Ruthless Match

Every touch, every kiss, and every thrust were a testament to our undying love. It was a joy unlike anything I had ever experienced before. I secretly longed for it but thought I didn’t deserve it. It was a connection stronger than my wildest dreams.

Aurora’s cries grew louder as she neared the peak of her pleasure. I could feel her walls clenching tightly as she let out one final scream as her orgasm overtook her. It was more than I could take, and I followed right after, spilling my seed deep within her, our climaxes rushing over us like a tidal wave.

We held onto each other tightly as we rode out the waves of ecstasy. When it was over, Aurora laid her head on my shoulder. Her breathing had slowed but was still coming in short gasps. I kissed the top of her forehead as I stroked her back.

“I love you, Aurora Santoro,” I whispered, my voice full of emotion. “Now and always.”

Aurora lifted her head and looked into my eyes. It felt like she could see my soul. Maybe she could.

“I love you too, Matteo. Forever.”

We stayed wrapped in each other’s arms for a long time; the surrounding garden seemed like our private paradise. Eventually, we pulled ourselves apart and dressed, much to my chagrin.

Still basking in the glow of our lovemaking, our movements were slow and languid. Sitting back down at the table, I reached for Aurora’s hand. Entwining our fingers, I smiled.

“So, Mrs. Santoro, how does it feel to get married for real this time?”

Aurora laughed, her eyes shining with happiness. “It feels perfect, Mr. Santoro. Absolutely perfect.

We spent the rest of the day in the garden, talking, laughing, and planning for the future.

The future. The word seemed so strange to me. In my line of work, the future wasn’t something I counted on. But now, now that I had my Bella Rosa, I would do anything to make sure it happened. Later that night, as we lay in bed, I held Aurora close. I thought back over everything that brought us to this moment, the business arrangement that brought me the greatest love I had ever known. Never in a million years did I imagine I could experience something so deep and powerful. Aurora’s love had changed everything.

I knew there would still be challenges to face, but for the first time in my life, I was at peace because I knew that we would face them together no matter what lay ahead. I kissed Aurora’s head and whispered, “Goodnight, my Bella Rosa. I love you.”

As the sun set on a perfect day, I closed my eyes and pulled Aurora closer, knowing ours was a lasting love, a beacon of hope and strength for future generations.

Epilogue

AURORA

The warm Caribbean sun painted the sky in hues of orange and pink as Matteo and I stood hand in hand on the pristine beach. The soft sand beneath our feet seemed to whisper tales of our journey together, of a love that transcended the boundaries of duty and obligation.

It had been a long and winding road to get here. What started as a business arrangement forged in the cold corridors of power had blossomed into something far more profound. Our marriage, once a mere transaction to solidify alliances and secure power, had transformed into a union of hearts bound by love and understanding.

As we exchanged vows beneath the swaying palms, their eyes locked in a silent promise of forever. The gentle breeze carried the sweet scent of tropical flowers, mingling with the salty tang of the sea, a testament to the beauty and fragility of our love.

Wanting to keep it simple, I chose a simple white strapless dress for the occasion. My long blonde hair was swept back, held in place by a pink rose. Matteo wore a tan linen suit with no tie, showing his muscular tattooed chest.

In the front row, my mother, Teresa, sat with tears glistening in her eyes. Matteo had arranged for her surprise arrival, knowing how much it meant to me to have her by my side on this special day. Mom watched with pride and joy as I embarked on this new chapter of my life, her heart overflowing with love for the man who had captured my heart.

But there was a noticeable absence amidst the celebration – my father. The rift between us had deepened after I discovered the depths of his betrayal. I had made the difficult decision to sever ties with him, unwilling to compromise my happiness for the sake of familial expectations.

Yet, as I stood there, surrounded by loved ones and the breathtaking beauty of the Caribbean, a sense of peace washed over me. I knew that she was exactly where I was meant to be, with the man I loved by my side.

Matteo’s voice cracked as he recited his vows. “Aurora, my Bella Rosa, you have captured my heart and made me a better man, and for that, I am grateful. You have become my world, and I will spend the rest of my life trying to be worthy of your love. Loving you is the greatest gift I have ever been given, and I vow to you before everyone that I will love and protect you always.”

Tears of happiness gleamed in my eyes as I gazed at the man who was becoming my husband in every sense of the word.

“Matteo, you came into my life like a wildfire blazing everything in its path, but now your love surrounds me in a calm, soothing glow. Each day with you is a privilege. I am honored to be the woman by your side, and I know that together, our love can tackle any obstacle that comes our way. I love you, Matteo Santoro, now and forever.”

The priest smiled as he pronounced us husband and wife, and the few guests cheered loudly as Matteo kissed me passionately.

After the ceremony, as the sun dipped below the horizon, casting a golden glow over the ocean, Matteo took my hand as we walked along the beach. Here in this secluded paradise, our love had taken root and flourished, defying the odds stacked against us.

As we walked along the shore, the memories of that fateful night came flooding back – the whispered confessions, the stolen kisses, and the overwhelming surge of emotion that had consumed us both. It was the night we had truly seen each other for who we were, stripped bare of pretense and facade.

We stopped beneath a cluster of palm trees, our fingers intertwined as we gazed out at the endless expanse of the sea. Matteo played with the ring on my finger with a smile that illuminated his entire being. It symbolized our love, a promise that would endure for all eternity. And as we stood there, lost in each other's embrace, we knew our journey was far from over – it was only beginning.

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