Page 97 of Dominant Billionaire's Irresistible Possession

Matthew was already reaching for his phone, muttering, “I’ll have the driver ready in five. Should I also call in security to help the hospital staff when they realize you’ve escaped in their patient clothes?”

Larry grinned. “If this ends in cuffs, I want a copy of the wedding photo for my cell wall.”

Sienna, breathless, dazed, couldn’t help but laugh—half-shocked, half-overwhelmed. But when she looked up at Adrian, still clutching her hand like his life depended on it, she realized something…

Now, he was hers. Forever.

***

Sienna sat cross-legged on Adrian’s lap, nestled comfortably in the plush leather chair in his office. A notepad rested on her thigh, scribbled with a list of dream-like destinations—some real, some completely whimsical.

“Hot air balloon over Cappadocia,” she mumbled, scribbling it down. “Cuddling alpacas on a mountain farm… and…” she tilted her head, thinking, “Oh! A treehouse stay in Bali.”

Adrian’s arms circled her waist, pulling her back gently against his chest. He rested his chin on her shoulder, his breath warm against her skin as he peeked at her messy list. “Cuddling alpacas on a mountain farm?” he murmured with amusement, pressing a soft kiss to her bare shoulder. “Am I not enough to cuddle with?”

She giggled, her hand swatting at him when he pressed another kiss to her neck, then another—slow, teasing, deliberate.

“Adrian—stop,” she laughed, squirming. “That tickles!”

But instead of letting her go, he wrapped his arms around her tighter, letting out a low chuckle.

“Oh, no. You started this list inmylap, remember?”

Before she could slip off, his hands slid under her thighs and gently pulled her legs to one side, settling her completely in his lap, her back pressed to his chest. He tipped her face up and kissed her mouth—slow, deep, and filled with the kind of longing that made her heart stutter.

When he pulled back, she blinked at him, cheeks flushed. “You really planned three months for this honeymoon?”

He nodded, unapologetically smug. “Booked. Sealed. Private jet, private islands, no meetings, no calls.”

“But that’s a huge loss for your company,” she said softly, studying his face. “Adrian… you run half the damn cars industry.”

“I have enough money for this lifetime and the next,” he said without hesitation. “After all those excruciating days I spent without you, do you really think I’d let you out of my sight now?”

He traced his knuckles along her jaw, his tone dipping lower. “I need to make up for those two years. Every single minute. I told you, we should take two full years off, just you and me. Butyou’rethe one refusing.”

He frowned slightly, almost like a sulky child, and it made her laugh.

Sienna cupped his cheek, smiling. “I don’t want to disconnect from the world completely just yet.” She leaned in, nose brushing his. “Let’s take more trips, more often. But shorter. What I want most is you. Every single day. A few hours. Just for me.”

His expression softened, the stubborn edge melting into something fierce and tender.

He cupped her face gently with both hands, leaning in until their foreheads touched.

“You are my only person,” he whispered. “I will cherish you every damn minute of my life until you’re sick of me.”

“I don’t think I’ll ever be,” she whispered back.

His lips found hers again, and this time, the kiss wasn’t teasing or rushed. It was a vow.

One he intended to keep for a lifetime.

Epilogue

Theo’s arms cradled a tiny bundle of warmth wrapped in soft pastel pink. The baby girl, not older than a few months, blinked up at him with curious, wide eyes, her tiny fingers curling instinctively around the edge of his shirt. He smiled, his voice tender as he looked at Sienna.

“She just woke up from her nap. Look at her,” he murmured, brushing a thumb over the baby’s cheek, his gaze filled with something gentle and fierce all at once. “Isn’t she the cutest little bean?”

Sienna leaned in, eyes softening at the sight. “She’s adorable. Looks just like Rosie.”

---