A Secretive Deal with My Billionaire Boss (by Gregory Ellington) novel Chapter 452

Alexander

I closed the distance between us, my hands finding her waist and pulling her flush against me. She gasped, her palms pressing against my chest.

"Let me be very clear about something." I kept my voice low, intense. "I'm paying for all of it. Every single piece. And before you argue, understand that I want to. Need to, actually."

"Alexander."

"I want to spend the rest of my life with you." The words came out rougher than intended. More honest. "Taking care of you. Spoiling you. Making sure you never have to worry about money or anything else ever again."

Her eyes went wide, her breath catching. "What?"

"You heard me." I cupped her face, forcing her to hold my gaze. "I want forever with you. Marriage. Waking up next to you every morning. Coming home to you and Ethan every night. Building a life together that's real and solid and permanent."

"Are you serious?" Her voice came out barely above a whisper. "You really mean that?"

"Dead serious." I stroked her cheekbone with my thumb. "I've never been more certain about anything. You and Ethan are mine. And I'm keeping you both."

"You can't just declare that."

"Watch me."

She opened her mouth to protest, so I kissed her. Hard and deep, swallowing whatever argument she'd been building. Her hands fisted in my shirt, holding on like I might disappear.

My tongue slid past her lips, tasting her. She melted against me, all soft curves and warmth. The kiss went from intense to desperate in seconds, both of us pouring everything unsaid into the contact.

When we broke apart, she was breathless. "That's not fair."

"What's not fair?"

"Kissing me like that when I'm trying to have a serious conversation."

"I am being serious." I kissed her again, softer this time. "Seriously in love with you. Seriously planning our future. Seriously hard as fuck right now."

She laughed against my mouth. "Of course you are."

"Your fault for walking around in all that lingerie." My hands slid down to cup her ass, pulling her against my erection. "Driving me insane."

"Poor baby." She rocked against me, making me groan. "However will you survive?"

"By fucking you senseless the moment we get rid of the delivery people."

A knock on the bedroom door interrupted us. Madison jumped, scrambling away from me like we'd been caught doing something illegal.

"Mr. Knight?" The woman's voice filtered through. "We're ready to finalize the order whenever you are."

"Give us two minutes," I called back.

Madison frantically gathered her selected items, trying to organize them properly. I helped, though mostly I just watched her ass as she bent over to pick things up.

"Stop staring and actually help."

"I am helping. Providing moral support."

"That's not helping." She shoved a pile of clothes into my arms. "Carry this."

We emerged from the bedroom to find Ethan surrounded by his selections. The kid had accumulated an impressive haul. Shirts, pants, pajamas, and even shoes he'd somehow discovered.

"Did you leave anything for other customers?" I asked.

He grinned, completely unrepentant. "I picked my favorites! Look, this one has a rocket ship! And this one has dinosaurs playing basketball!"

"Dinosaurs playing basketball?"

"Yeah! It's the coolest thing ever!" He held up the shirt proudly.

I took it from him and examined the cartoon dinosaurs dribbling basketballs. "This is pretty awesome. But let me check something." I held it up against his small frame. The fabric hung nearly to his knees. "This one's too big. It'll swallow you whole."

"But I love it!"

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