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"You don't have to…," she moaned, her nails digging into my back as we reached the pinnacle of our passion. With a final cry, we succumbed to the powerful waves of pleasure that washed over us, leaving us breathless and spent in each other's arms. As I held Simone close, feeling the steady rhythm of her heartbeat beneath my palm as I caressed her breast, I couldn't help but think that our love was like the city below – vibrant, passionate, and full of endless possibilities. And in that moment, I knew that our love was growing stronger with every beat of our hearts.Our breaths synchronized in the quiet room. As I lay there with Simone nestled in my arms, her soft curls tickling my chest, a tender smile played on her lips. My heart swelled with affection and gratitude for the intimate connection we had just shared.

"Simone," I whispered, tracing patterns along her delicate arm. She looked up at me, her eyes shimmering with emotion.

"Hugo… that was...incredible."

As we pulled apart, I brushed a stray curl away from Simone's face, marveling at the flush that still colored her cheeks. There was something so profoundly beautiful about the way she looked at me, as if she could see straight into my soul.

"Promise me something, Simone," I said softly, my fingers linking with hers as our gazes remained locked. "Promise me that no matter what happens, we'll always find our way back to each other – like tonight."

Her eyes searched mine for a moment before she nodded, determination igniting within her. "I promise, Hugo. We've come this far, and I'm not about to let anything or anyone come between us."

"Neither will I," I vowed, sealing our promise with a tender kiss that tasted of love, hope, and the future we would build together.

As we lay entwined beneath the soft sheets, our hearts beating in unison, I knew that our love had conquered the obstacles thrown our way. And as I drifted off to sleep with Simone's warm body pressed against mine, I was filled with the certainty that no matter what life held in store for us, we would face it together – stronger, closer, and more connected than ever before.

Chapter 15

Simone

The aroma of freshly cooked bacon and eggs pulled me from the depths of my slumber, teasing a satisfied smile onto my lips. I blinked open my eyes, taking in the sunlit hotel room before settling on the silver tray placed on the bedside table. Hugo must have ordered breakfast while I was still asleep. I pushed myself up to a sitting position, fluffing the pillows behind me as I examined the tray more closely. The attention to detail was remarkable, and Hugo had ordered the perfect meal for me. Crisp golden strips of bacon lay perfectly arranged beside fluffy scrambled eggs, their vibrant colors contrasting with the white porcelain plate. A small ramekin held a dollop of homemade ketchup, and a few sprigs of parsley added a touch of freshness. The buttery croissant, still warm from the oven, seemed to call out to me, begging to be enjoyed. My gaze traveled to the glass of freshly squeezed orange juice, its vibrant huepromising a tangy burst of flavor. Steam rose gently from the cup of black coffee beside it, and I could almost taste the rich, bold blend on my tongue. Even the arrangement of fresh fruit – perfectly ripe strawberries, blueberries, and slices of kiwi – was meticulously presented, creating a veritable masterpiece on the plate.

"Thank you for ordering breakfast, Hugo. It's absolutely beautiful," I said, my voice laced with genuine appreciation. I felt a warmth spread through me as I looked over at him, his eyes reflecting the happiness I was feeling. How did I get so lucky?

"Anything for you, Simone," he replied with a tender smile. He got up from the edge of the bed and walked around to sit beside me, his warm presence enveloping me.

As we sat together, I took a bite of the croissant, savoring its flaky layers and buttery richness.

"God, this is amazing," I murmured, my heart swelling with gratitude. I couldn't believe this man had gone to such lengths just to make me happy. It made me feel vulnerable, cherished, and loved in a way I never thought possible.

Hugo watched me intently, his dark eyes filled with emotion.

"I'm glad you like it," he whispered, reaching into his pocket. My breath hitched as he pulled out a small velvet box, and my eyes widened in shock when he opened it to reveal stunning earrings that matched the engagement ring he had given me just before meeting his family.

"Simone," he began, his voice wavering slightly as he looked deeply into my eyes. "I know our relationship has been unconventional, but I want you to know that I truly care about you. I promise to do everything in my power to make you happy."

His words tugged at my heartstrings, making me realize just how much he meant to me. My mind raced, trying to process what was happening. Part of me wanted to laugh – we weresitting in a hotel room eating breakfast, and here he was saying these sweet nothings – but another part of me recognized the sincerity in his eyes. This wasn't a joke or a game; this was real, raw emotion. And it terrified me.

“My feelings for you are the truest feelings I have ever had in my life. I don't know how to describe this.”

My heart stuttered at his words.

"Hugo, I –" I began, but he cut me off with a gentle squeeze of my hand.

"Let me finish," he implored, his dark eyes pleading with me to hear him out. "I know we didn't start our relationship the way most people do, but being with you has shown me what true happiness can be. I am the one who is totally taken and the person who is the most surprised at this amazing relationship I now have that was staring right at me all this time. I love you, Simone. I can't hold myself back anymore. You're the dearest thing I have in this world now and well, you already have the ring, but with these earrings, Simone… will you marry me?”

I could see the vulnerability in his eyes, the raw emotion that lay just beneath the surface. This man, who had once been out of reach to me, was now baring his soul, offering me his heart on a silver platter.

For a moment, I was speechless, my mind a whirlwind of thoughts and emotions. But as I stared into Hugo's eyes – those deep brown pools that held so much love and affection – I knew there was only one man for me now. It was better than I had even imagined in all my x-rated dreams. This was real and this was true. Hugo was mine.

His words carried a weight that tugged at my heartstrings, making me feel both cherished and conflicted. How could he love me so much when we had barely begun to scratch the surface of who we were?

I smiled at him, my eyes glimmering with tears.

"I can't believe how lucky I am to have found someone as caring and compassionate as you, Hugo. Yes, Hugo. I love you, too. I will happily marry you."

He leaned in, capturing my lips with his in a sweet, lingering kiss that spoke volumes about the love we had for one another. As we pulled apart, he brushed a stray curl from my face and tucked it behind my ear, his deep-set brown eyes brimming with adoration.

We sat down on the edge of the bed, our hands entwined, and gazed at the breakfast tray that had started this whirlwind of emotions. The aroma of bacon and eggs filled the room, reminding us that we had yet to enjoy the meal Hugo had so thoughtfully ordered.

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