Bound to my Enemy novel Chapter 281

Chapter 281: Chapter 281.

Epilogue.

Three years later.

"Mommy!"

A tiny blur of curls and chaos comes barreling down the hallway. I barely have enough time to brace myself before she crashes into my legs.

"Oof."

Tiny hands immediately wrap around me and I smile.

"There you are."

My daughter grins up at me. The exact same mischievous grin her father wears whenever he’s about to become a problem.

Which is often, far too often.

"Look!"

She proudly holds up a drawing or at least I think it’s a drawing. It looks more like an attack against paper but she’s proud of it, so naturally it’s the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen.

"Oh my goodness."

I kneel as carefully as my six-month-pregnant body allows. Which isn’t very gracefully, not even a little.

"Did you make this for me?"

She nods enthusiastically.

"Happy Mother’s Day!"

My heart immediately melts completely.

I pull her into a hug.

"Thank you, my pretty baby."

She giggles. Then immediately runs off again, because apparently sitting still is illegal.

I watch her disappear around the corner.

Then slowly push myself back upright or atleast I attempt to.

"Need help?"

A familiar voice sounds behind me, I look over my shoulder.

Zane.

Of course. The man appears every single time I struggle to stand up or sit nowadays.

It’s honestly becoming annoying.

A little sweet but mostly annoying.

"I’m fine."

"You’ve been saying that for six months."

"And I’ve been right for six months."

He raises an eyebrow, I raise one right back, neither of us moves but my back starts hurting and I sigh.

"Fine."

His smug expression appears instantly, I hate it, I really do. He helps me stand anyway.

One hand settling gently against my lower back.

Protective, always so protective.

His eyes briefly drift to my stomach, a smile immediately follows and just like that, I can’t even pretend to be annoyed anymore.

Because honestly? I love this man.

A lot.

Maybe more than is reasonable.

"Stop smiling."

"I’m not smiling."

"You’re smiling."

"I have no idea what you’re talking about."

Liar.

Before I can argue further, voices start flooding through the house, lots of voices, fat too many voices.

Which means only one thing. Everyone is here.

God help me.

The front door opens, then chaos enters.

Immediately.

Noah, Caleb, Lucas, Aria, Ivy, Tessa, June, Lila and even grandpa.

All at once.

Exactly the way they’ve always done everything.

Loudly.

"THERE’S THE MOTHER!"

Ivy practically screams it and the entire room erupts into laughter.

I immediately groan.

"Please don’t start."

"No."

Ivy points dramatically.

"We celebrate mothers today."

I narrow my eyes.

"There are other mothers in the world."

"Not ones we know."

"That is statistically impossible."

She ignores me, naturally.

Then her gaze drops to my stomach and her eyes widen dramatically.

Again.

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