Billionaire's Bounty Cost Of Love And Revenge novel Chapter 115

Chapter 115

Chapter 115

my’s POV

The sun was warm on my skin, the gentle breeze carrying the scent of flowers as I lay on the soft blanket, my head resting on Asher’s thigh. We were together on a private beach that Asher had rented because he wanted to be with me.

His fingers brushed a strand of hair from my face, and I looked up at him, my heart swelling at the love and adoration in his deep brown eyes. He held a grape between his fingers, dangling it above my lips with a playful smirk.

“Open up,” he teased, his voice low and warm. There was a tinge of amusement in his voice.

I giggled, reaching for the grape, but he pulled it just out of reach. “Asher,” I whined, pretending to pout. “You’re being mean.”

“Mean?” He raised an eyebrow, feigning innocence. “I’m feeding you grapes. Isn’t that what doting husbands do?”

“Doting husbands don’t tease,” I shot back, though my smile betrayed me. I opened my mouth again, and this time he let me take the grape, his fingers brushing my lips as I did. I chewed slowly, savoring the sweetness, licked my lips, and watched as his gaze darkened with desire. It was really easy with Asher; all I had to do was bat an eyelid, bite my lip, and he would be looking at me like I was prey he wanted to devour. I bit my lip, a smile creeping up on my lips as memories of our time together rushed back to me. I loved it, though, never passing up a chance to tease him.

“You’re beautiful,” he murmured, his voice so tender it made my chest ache. “Especially like this. Relaxed. Happy.”

I reached up, tracing the line of his jaw with my fingertips. “I’m happy because of you. You make me feel safe. Loved.” I didn’t know what it meant to feel

so much love until he came into my life.

He leaned down, pressing a soft kiss to my forehead. “We’ve been through so much, haven’t we?”

I nodded, my fingers still lingering on his face. “Too much. But it’s brought us here. To this moment. And I wouldn’t trade it for anything.” It was the truth. It was a bumpy ride here, but it had brought us closer.

Asher’s eyes searched mine, his expression serious for a moment. “Do you ever think about starting over? Just… leaving everything behind? Traveling the world, just you and me? I mean…” He shrugged, looking around, “This is pretty nice, but out there is so much better…”

I propped myself up on one elbow, studying him. “Are you saying you want to run away with me, Asher Sterling?”

He chuckled, the sound rich and warm. “Maybe I am.”

“And what about your responsibilities here? Your parents?”

He shrugged nonchalantly. “My parents would always have Marcus. I don’t think they’ll miss me as much. Just like Janine did, you and I…” he trailed off, staring into the distance. I stared at him, admiring the perfect planes of his face, his full luscious lips, his smiling eyes…

“We deserve a fresh start, Ivy,” he continued, “No more troubles, no more drama. Just us. Exploring new places, making new memories.”

I felt a thrill of excitement at the idea, my head already spinning with ideas. “Where would we go first?”

He shrugged, a mischievous glint in his eyes. “Wherever you want. Paris? Bali? Some tiny village in Italy where no one knows our names?”

I laughed, lying back down on his thigh. “You’d really give up everything? Just like that? Sterling Winery? Your father will never forgive you! And Marcus? Marcus would kill you if he finds you!” I said with a chuckle.

“For you?” He didn’t hesitate. “In a heartbeat. My father?” he shrugged, “Doesn’t really matter, but Marcus? He’s going to be dead before he can kill me.”

I burst into laughter. My heart swelled as I reached up to cup his cheek. “You’re incredible, you know that?”

He turned his head, pressing a kiss to my palm. “I’m just a man who’s hopelessly in love with his wife.”

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giggled, feeling a blush creep into my cheeks. “Hopelessly, huh?”

Completely,” he confirmed, his voice dropping to a whisper. “I’ve never loved anyone the way I love you, Ivy. You’re my everything

I felt tears prick at the corners of my eyes, but I blinked them away, not wanting to ruin the moment. “You’re my everything too, Asher, You always have been.”

He smiled, his thumb brushing over my lower lip. “Remember when we first met? And you thought I was the most infuriating man you had ever met?” His eyes twinkled as he chuckled about it.

I laughed, swatting his arm playfully. “And you were!”

“And yet,” he said, his voice softening, “here we are.

“Here we are,” I echoed, my voice barely above a whisper. I reached up, pulling him down for a kiss. It was slow and sweet, his lips moving gently against mine, as if savoring the taste of me. I slipped my hands behind his head and deepened the kiss.

When we finally pulled apart, he rested his forehead against mine. “I’want to spend the rest of my life making you happy, Ivy. Whatever it takes.”

I smiled, my heart so full it felt like it might burst. “You already do, Asher. Every:

single day.”

He kissed me again, this time with a little more urgency, his hand tangling in my hair. When he pulled back, he was grinning. “So, what do you say? Should we do it? Pack up and see the world?”

I pretended to think about it, tapping my chin dramatically. “Hmm… only if you promise to keep feeding me grapes.”

He laughed, the sound rich and full. “Deal. But only if you promise to keep looking at me like that.”

“Like what?” I asked, feigning innocence.

“Like I’m the only man in the world,” he said, his voice soft but filled with emotion.

I reached up, brushing my fingers over his cheek. “Because you are, Asher. You always will be.” I needed him to know it; the issue with Derrick had lingered between us for long. I shook my head; I couldn’t dwell on this, not in this moment…

He leaned down, capturing my lips in another kiss, this one deeper, more passionate. When he finally pulled away, we were both breathless.

“I love you,” he whispered, his forehead resting against mine.

“I love you too,” I replied, my voice just as soft. “More than anything.”

We stayed like that for a while, wrapped up in each other, the world around us fading away. Eventually, he reached for another grape, holding it out to me with a smirk.

“Open up,” he said again, and this time I didn’t hesitate, laughing as I took the grape from his fingers.

“You’re ridiculous,” I said, shaking my head.

“But you love me,” he countered, his grin widening.

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