Page 89 of The Next Door Billionaire's Deception

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Epilogue: Melissa

Myhairdancesinthe ocean breeze as I walk along the shore, my feet making imprints on the sand. The waves crash into the shores of the beach, and in the distance, the blue of the ocean and the cloudless sky meet, staying that way like two inseparable lovers.

Gulls circle the sky, crying out as they take deep dives, like some ritual. The waters in the reef reflect the sunlight, glimmering as if particles of diamonds are afloat.

What a pleasant place to be.

A pair of thick hands circle my belly. Turning my head to find my husband, Richard, I lean on his warm, toned body. He’s got on a pair of patterned shorts, and nothing else.

“Mmm. Let’s get back to the beach house, hon’.”

“Not yet. I’m enjoying the scenery.”

The wind blows against the palm trees, and the fluttering of the leaves produces a natural symphony, accompanied by the sound of the waves moving back and forth. My shawl moves with the wind, and I pull the transparent material around myself so it doesn’t fly off my shoulders. What’s there not to enjoy?

“Yes, but I want to enjoy you. Nice bikini you’ve got there, by the way. I like the color green.”

“You’re in a good mood today, Richie. I mean, these days you’re always in a good mood, but today more so than usual.”

“I just got a call from Anna. Let’s just say, business is going great. Vibrant’s representatives recently signed deals with UNICEF and WHO and our company is now one of the world’s top five charity organizations.”

When we got married two months ago, Richard dropped the Vibrant-Emerald name, merging the two companies into one, now named The Vibrant Group Inc. Since then, the company has been growing beyond expectations.

“That’s great news, babe! But didn’t we agree to shut ourselves from the outside world and enjoy what nature has to offer us?”

“I’m sorry about that, hon’. There’s no internet, I promise. I just brought something in case of an emergency.”

“I understand. Alright, let’s head to the beach house.”

Hand in hand, we tread along the sand.

Our beach house is a small cabin with a thatched roof, serving as our honeymoon location here in the Bahamas.

We left New York two months ago, but already it’s like we’ve been gone for ages. The bustle of traffic, the never-ending flow of pedestrians, and the lights from a thousand billboards and shops are like a distant memory.

I’m used to the quiet of this island now, along with the soothing chirping of birds, the moving of the tides, the wheeze of the wind, and the voice of my husband.

Entering the hut, I fold my shawl on a chair nearby and remove my beach hat.

“Come here,” Richard says, his voice calm yet commanding. Once I’m close enough his arms wrap around me, pulling me back against him.

Turning to him, I tangle my legs with his, the fine hair brushing against my soft skin. I open my mouth to him and he accepts the gift, sliding in, finding my tongue in next to no time.

Ignoring the bed, we move to the large hammock tied between two trees that stand in the hut, shedding our clothing. We lie on the hammock, nude.

“Mmm. The things you do.” He nibbles on my ear, causing me to giggle.

“Stop that!”

“I love you, Melissa. I always will.”

“I love you too, Richard. And I have news for you.”

His hand slides beneath, holding my waist.

“I’ll tell you. But first, do you want a family?”

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