From Enemy's Daughter to Expectant Bride (The Billionaires of Blackcastle 1)

“Deus, coração, I can’t see your tears even if they’re ones of joy....” Then he exclaimed, “Those aren’t tears of joy!”

“I’m sorry, meu amor, but I don’t know if I’ll ever finish weeping for the boy you were, for what you lost.”

“With what I’ve gained—you, our coming baby, Diego and even more brothers—I am now obscenely blessed. I even got back everything I lost—my parents, with their new broods sure to follow them. And Teo.” He pulled her with him to a reclining position and she burrowed deeper into his chest. “And together we will give our baby and Diego everything I was deprived of, and what even you didn’t have, both a mother and father.” Suddenly he squeezed her tight. “Who won’t let them out of their sights!”

Laughing through the tears, she spluttered, “Don’t you go smothering our baby and Diego with love!”

His lips twisted. “Any complaints yourself?”

“Hmm, you’ve got a point.” She pulled him on top of her. “Smother me some more.”

“Sorceress.” His chuckle poured into her lips.

But as he started making love to her, lightness drained as her hand feathered his scar.

“I wish I had real magic, meu amor. I would have erased this scar, its memory and all the memories of your suffering.”

“You already have. You found me, saw me for what I am. You made me yours and healed all my wounds and erased all my scars.” He joined their bodies, swallowed her cry. “Now you’ll love me forever. You don’t only have magic. You are magic.”

She wrapped herself around him, inside and out, took him to the very heart of her, and whispered, “Look who’s talking....”

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