The Secret Pregnancy of the Billionaire's Ex-Wife

Chapter 269 Chapter 269: A Fragile Redemption On Bed Sean POV The room was dins, the faint glow of the bedside lamp spilling across Angela's bare skin, printing her in soft gold.

The house was hushed, the only sounds the distant hum of the down the hall. and the quiet, steady breaths of Arix and Erian deeping I knelt between her legs, my hands resting on her thighs, fooling the tremor her muscles as I lowered my head. The stiffened at first, het breath catching in a thaip, shy gasjs.

"Sean, what are you" she started, her voice tight with embarrassment, her hands hovering uncertainly above me.

I'd never done this before, the flash creeping up her neck told"Shh, just let me," I murmuned, my lips brushing the sensitive skin of her inner thigh. My voice was low, craving, as I nudged her legs apart a little more.

"Trust me, love She hesitated, her body rigid with nerves, but I kept going, slow and deliberate, kissing my way closer until my mouth hovered over her pussy The first touch of my tongue was gentle, tentative, and she jolted, a soft whimper escaping her.

I glanced up, catching the way her eyes squeezed shut, her hands fisting the sheets. It was intoxicating-her shyness, her vulnerability-and I guided her through it, my tongue tracing slow, steady circles around her clit until her tension started to melt.

Her breathing shifted, growing ragged, and I felt her relax underopening up to the pleasure I was giving her. Seeing her unravel like that-my woman, blooming under my touch was a satisfaction I couldn't put into words. When she came, her thighs trembling and a choked cry slipping out, pressed a final kiss to her, my chest swelling with a quiet, primal pride.

I rose up, hovering over her now, my hands braced on the mattress I took her in. She was different-fuller, softer, her body marked by the years of motherhood she'd carried alone.

There was a maturity to her, a quiet grace that felt almost sacred, and it stirred something deep in me.

I leaned down, kissing her hard, but my hand slid up to "The kids are sleeping." cover her mouth gently. "Quiet, baby," I rasped, my voice thick with need Her eyes flared with heat, her breath hot against my palm, and I thrust into her, slow and deep, She was warm, slick, perfect, her body grippinglike she'd been waiting for this. I hit back a groan, my hips grinding against hers -as 1 fought to keep us both silent.

"God, Angela," I growled, my free hand hooking under her knee, pulling it higher around my waist. "You feel so fucking good." I moved faster, my cock sliding in and out with a slick, deliberate rhythm, each thrust sending a jolt through me.

Her muffled moans vibrated against my hand, and I pressed harder, not just to hush her but to feel that desperate tremor, to know I was the one unraveling her again.

It was raw, possessive, and I could't get enough.

1/3 Chapter 269; A Fragile Redemption On Bed Her fingers bushed my stomach then, tracing the two jagged scars that marred the skin there-marks I'd taken for her.

She paused, her touch lingering, and then she leaned up, pressing her lips to them. The warmth of her kiss against these rough. faded lines hitlike a punch, sending a wave of heat crashing through me..

"Fuck,"1eathed, my voice shaking as 1 stilled, letting her linger.

Those scars were my opology-elched intofrom a night. I'd stepped in front of a lilade meant for her, a desperate attempt to shield her when I'd already let het down too many times.

But I knew it wasn't enough. She'd been alone in Haly, pregnant and scared, giving birth to our twins while I was half a world away, Tailing as a husband, a father. The pain she'd endured, the nights sd cried without me-two scars couldn't balance that scale.

Her tenderness now, kissing the evidence of my guilt, only made the che sharper.

"You're so beautiful," I said, my hand slipping from her mouth to crable her face, my thumb brushing her cheek. "The way you are now... it's everything." My voice cracked, heavy with the weight of it, because she was-mature, radiant, a mother in every sense, and it drovewild.

I shifted, thrusting deeper, hitting that spot inside her that made her gasp, her nails digging into my shoulders. The sound of her-soft, desperate, unrestrained now-pushedcloser to the edge.

Tcovered her mouth again, whispering, "Shh, love," as I moved harder, faster, losing myself in her heat, in the way she clenched aroundlike she never wanted to lot go.

When she came, it was fierce and sudden, her body shuddering beneath me, her muffled cry vibrating against my hand. I followed right after, the pressure snapping, spilling into her with a low, guttural groan I couldn't hold hack.

My arms trembled as I held myself above her, our breaths tangling in the quiet aftermath. I pulled my hand away, brushing a damp strand of hair from her face, and pressed a soft kiss to her forehead, lingering there as the world settled.

We lay tangled in the sheets after, her head on my chest, her breathing steady.

The high faded, and a hollow ache crept in. I stared at the ceiling, my fingers tracing circles on her back, and the fear hithard.

What if she remembered? We'd been divorced-five years apart, five years where I'd abandoned her and the kids. I hadn't been there, not as a husband or a father

Worse, I'd hurt her once, for Christina, a betrayal that still burned in my gut. If she recalled that if she saw the man I'd been-it'd shatter this fragile thing we had now.

I tightened my arm around her, pressing my lips to her hair.

"I hope you never remember sthings," I whispered, barely audible. wanted her to keep this me-the one who loved her like this, who'd spend every day making it right. But I knew I had no right to steal her memories, no matter how much I wished they'd stay lost.

All I could do was pray the truth held off, givetto prove I'd m what d'd changed, to mend what I'd broken. So when she did remember, she might still choose me. I looked down at her, peaceful in sleep, and it gutted me.

2/3 Chapter 269: A Fragile Redemption On Bed "I'll make it up to you," I muinured, my voice thick. "Every damn day." Because if she stayed, it wouldn't just be a second chance-it'd be a miracle. And I'd fight for it.

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