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We sit in comfortable silence for a moment, watching the revelry from our private nook. The sight of our friends and family celebrating fills me with a sense of peace I hadn’t felt in years.

“So,” I start, turning to face him fully, “what now?”

Valen’s gaze meets mine, steady and sure. “Now we build our future together. Whatever that looks like.”

“Do you have any ideas?” I ask, curious about his thoughts.

He takes a moment, his expression contemplative. “I want to expand our efforts in Armstrong. Help rebuild more than just the infrastructure—focus on the community, too.”

I smile at that. “That sounds perfect.”

“And you?” he asks, genuine interest lighting up his eyes. “What do you want?”

“I want to be part of it all,” I say without hesitation. “Not just by your side but actively involved in making a difference.”

He nods slowly, absorbing my words. “You will be.”

I reach out and take his hand, squeezing it gently. “I’m excited to see where love takes us.”

His eyes soften as he cups my cheek with his free hand. He leans in, pressing a tender kiss to my forehead before whispering against my skin, “We’re in this together now.”

As we sit there under the starlit sky, I feel an overwhelming sense of excitement for the future—guided by love and fortified by trust. The world may be uncertain and filled with challenges, but with Valen by my side, anything feels possible.

For the first time in a long time, hope blooms within me as we embrace our shared journey ahead.

CHAPTER 29

VALEN

The door to our bedroom clicks shut behind us, sealing out the world. I carry Ariana effortlessly, her laughter like music against my neck. The night’s festivities have left her cheeks flushed, her eyes sparkling with joy. I set her down gently, the silk of her dress rustling against the cool sheets.

Slowly, I peel it off of her. Nimbly working the satin ribbon and metal fastenings apart.

“Gods, you look incredible,” I murmur, my gaze roving over her form. The lace lingerie she wears beneath her dress is a tantalizing glimpse of heaven. I can’t help but trace the delicate patterns with my fingertips, feeling her shiver under my touch.

“You’re not so bad yourself,” she teases, her voice barely above a whisper. Her fingers trail along the line of my jaw, her touch electric.

I lean in, capturing her lips in a slow, deep kiss. Her arms wrap around my neck, pulling me closer. The taste of her, the feel of her—it’s intoxicating. I slide my hand under the waistband of her panties, feeling the heat of her skin against mine. She gasps against my mouth, her body arching into my touch.

“Valen,” she breathes, her voice a mix of need and surprise.

“Shh,” I whisper, my lips moving to her ear. “Let me take care of you.”

I stroke her slowly, teasingly, my fingers exploring every curve and contour. Her breath hitches as I brush over her clit, her eyes fluttering closed as she gives herself over to the sensation. I watch her, my own desire building with every soft moan that escapes her lips.

“You’re driving me crazy,” she murmurs, her voice ragged with desire.

“Good,” I growl, my lips trailing down her neck. “That’s the point.”

She laughs softly, the sound turning into a gasp as I press deeper, my fingers finding the spot that makes her whole body tremble. I can feel her heart racing against mine, her breath coming in short, sharp bursts.

“Valen,” she whispers, her voice pleading. “Please.”

I know what she wants, what she needs. I slip my fingers inside her, feeling her tighten around me. Her hips move in rhythm with my touch, her body seeking more, demanding more.

“That’s it, love,” I murmur, my voice rough with desire. “Take what you need.”

She does, her body moving with a wild, desperate hunger. I watch her, my own need building with every soft cry, every tremble of her body. She’s beautiful, she’s mine, and I can’t get enough of her.

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