Chapter 87 Epilogue
Chapter 87 Epilogue
Cynthia entered the home, and closed the door, cutting off the roar of the evening traffic outside.
Cynthia stepped into the living room, kicking off her heels with an exhausted sigh. It had been a busy and tiring day at the corporate office. Her mind was still reeling with balance sheets, client meetings, and market expansions. But the moment she saw her family, the tension in her shoulders began to dissolve.
The bright laughter of her children echoed down the hallway, accompanied by a deep, familiar chuckle that always made her heart skip a beat.
Cynthia folded her arms to her chest and leaned against the doorframe with a soft smile playing on her lips at the sight before her.
The living room was an absolute disaster of colorful blocks, plush toys, and scattered storybooks. Right in the middle of the chaos sat Lucien Vaughn, former ruthless billionaire heir and current independent logistics CEO, sprawled out on the rug.
Aurora, now a bright and energetic seven-year-old, was carefully placing a glittering silver toy tiara onto her father’s hair.
"You have to sit still, Dadda! Elsa doesn't move when she's casting her ice magic!" she ordered with absolute authority.
"Of course, your highness," Lucien replied with seriousness, completely unbothered by the pink feather boa currently draped over his broad shoulders.
Nearby, their two-year-old son, Ayaan, was happily running in circles around his father's legs, continuously hanging a soft plush bear.
The moment Ayaan’s wide eyes landed on the doorway, his little face lit up. "Maa!" he squeaked.
He left his toy and immediately ran to her mother on his tiny legs and hands.
Aurora’s head snapped toward the door too, "Mumma!"
Within a second, both kids ran towards her. Aurora sprinted across the room, and Ayaan scrambled forward as fast as his tiny limbs could carry him. Cynthia dropped to her knees, laughing out loud as her daughter threw her arms around her neck and Ayaan rolled right into her lap, burying his face against her blazer.
"Oh, I missed you both so much," Cynthia murmured, burying her face in Aurora's sweet-scented hair while keeping a protective arm around a giggling Ayaan.
Lucien stood up, removing the feather boa and the tiara, and looked at her with a warmth that could melt glaciers. He walked over, bending down to plant a soft, lingering kiss on her forehead. "Welcome home, beautiful. Rough day?"
"Worth it, but exhausting," she smiled, looking up at him.
After the Vaughn empire had burned to the ground, Lucien actively built their new life with his own hands. When she had decided to resurrect her late father’s bankrupt business from the ashes, she had been terrified but Lucien had stood by her side.
He handled the complex legal rewrites, used his sharp instincts to secure her clean funding, and most importantly, he had willingly stepped back from his own growing logistics firm on alternating days just to stay home with the kids, something he had missed before.
He allowed her to fly while taking a back seat himself.
"Come on, Mumma! You have to help me finish the castle before dinner!" Aurora yelled, dragging her back to the present.
Cynthia laughed, shedding her suit jacket and walking to the middle of the toy mess. For the next hour, she played with both of her kids, releasing the stress of the day while Lucien looked after the dinner. He kept on watching them from the kitchen with a soft smile, feeling complete and satisfied.
He couldn't ask for anything anymore.
All of them had dinner together, playing, chasing, and laughing.
By nine o'clock, Lucien carried a heavily blinking Ayaan over one shoulder while guiding a yawning Aurora by the hand toward the bedrooms. "Go take a long, hot bath," Lucien whispered to Cynthia, pressing a quick kiss to her jaw as he passed her in the hallway. "I'll handle the bedtime routine. Take your time."
Lucien knows before Cynthia what she actually needs. She headed straight to the master bathroom and took a long shower.
The heat loosened her muscles, and by the time she wrapped herself in a soft, silk emerald nightgown, she felt thoroughly relaxed.
She walked back into the bedroom and was surprised to find it dimly lit with scented candles.
Before she could react, two strong, bare arms wrapped around her waist from behind and pulled her back against a warm, solid chest.
Cynthia leaned into him automatically. A soft sigh escaped her lips as Lucien buried his face in the crook of her neck, inhaling the fresh, soapy scent of her skin. His hands slid down the silky nightgown, feeling her perfect curves.
"I missed you so much, baby" he murmured in a low raspy growl and planted wet kisses on the side of her neck.
A shiver ran down her body.
He turned her around in his embrace. His eyes were burning with hunger that had been building all day.
"I was only gone for ten hours, Lucien," she teased softly, wrapping her arms around his neck.
"Ten hours too long," he replied, his gaze dropped to her lips.
Before she could answer, he leaned down and captured her mouth in a deep, possessive kiss. It was demanding, full of a fierce passion that reminded her exactly who this man was.
He lifted her effortlessly and her legs instinctively wrapped around his waist as he carried her over to the bed. He pressed her down into the soft mattress and hovered over her. His hands pinned her wrists beside her head as he continued to kiss her senseless, moving down her jaw line to the sensitive skin of her collarbone.
Cynthia gasped as her fingers tangled in his hair. Her chest heaved as the heat between them flared into a wild fire.
"Lucien..." she breathed, her mind spinning as his hands began to slide the silk gown up her thighs.
He removed all the clothes between them and started worshipping her body with his lips, leaving her a moaning mess.
"Wait... Lucien, the drawer. Put on a condom." She placed a trembling hand against his broad chest, her breath coming in short pants.
Lucien stopped for a fraction of a second and locked his wild eyes with her soft ones. A slow, breathtakingly wicked smirk spread across his lips, and his grip on her waist tightened as he pulled her flush against him.
"No," Lucien whispered, his hot breath fanned over her lips. "You are the boss outside those doors, Cynthia, but on this bed? I am the boss. And it's about time we have another baby girl."
"Wh- what?" Cynthia asked in surprise "But we have both a baby girl and a boy. Right?"
"Umm- hmm"
He grabbed her waist tightly as he rubbed himself against her.
"But I want more" he winked and pushed himself inside her "I want my house full of kids"
He chuckled.
She gasped when he pushed himself inside her in one thrust.
"Are you planning to kill me?" She asked in surprise.
Lucien leaned down and rubbed his nose against her.
"To love you every single day of my life"
Before she could even answer, he captured her lips with his, swallowing her soft sigh as he began to move inside her, slow at first and picking up the speed later.
Lucien sucked her tears and swallowed down the moans.
"You are mine, Cynthia. Only mine" Lucien declared, kissing her passionately.
"All yours, Lucien" she said.
And the night passed away as Lucien loved her the entire night, still not satisfied.
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Through all the dark and all the painful years,
He broke his chains to chase away her fears;
Now safe at last, the stormy nights are gone,
They hold each other in a brand new dawn.
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