Chapter 310 Chapter 310

Chapter 310 Chapter 310
Chapter 310

After dinner was finished, Maria excused herself for the evening, leaving Ethan and Isabelle to walk down the quiet hallway toward the private wing of the house. They retired to their bedroom for the night, leaving the chaos of the world outside behind them.

Ethan pushed open the dark wooden doors of his bedroom, stepping inside as Isabelle walked in ahead of him. The soft, warm lamps on the nightstands were already lit, casting a quiet, amber glow across the spacious room. Outside the glass balcony doors, the night sky was clear and still, with the distant sound of the ocean carrying softly through the quiet air.

Isabelle turned around near the foot of the bed, her cardigan slipping slightly off her shoulder. She looked up at Ethan, her expression soft and completely relaxed for the first time in what felt like years. There were no hidden cameras, no legal threats, no fake identities, and no lingering shadows hanging over them. It was just the two of them, safe and finally home.

Ethan walked over to her slowly, closing the distance between them without a word. He reached up, his large hand gently cupping the side of her cheek. His thumb brushed over her skin with absolute tenderness before sliding down to lift her chin slightly. He leaned down and pressed his lips against hers, starting with a slow, gentle kiss that carried all the deep affection he had held onto for so long.

Isabelle leaned into him naturally, her hands rising to rest against his chest, feeling the steady, strong rhythm of his heartbeat beneath his shirt. She parted her lips slightly, deepening the kiss as Ethan wrapped his arms around her waist, pulling her flush against his body.
He moved his lips from hers, trailing soft, lingering kisses down her jawline to the tender skin of her neck. Isabelle let out a quiet, breathy sigh, her head tilting back as a soft moan escaped her lips. Her fingers tangled into the hair at the back of his neck, pulling him closer as a spark of warmth ran through her chest.

"I love you, Isabelle," Ethan whispered against her skin, his voice low, raspy, and full of raw emotion. "More than anything in this world."
"I love you too, Ethan," she murmured back, her breath catching as his hands moved down to the hem of her shirt, pulling it gently over her head and setting it aside.
He paused for a brief second, his dark eyes locking onto hers with intense adoration, looking at her as if she were the only thing that mattered in the universe. He undressed her slowly, reverently, making sure every touch was filled with care and devotion. When he shed his own clothes, he brought her down onto the soft, cool sheets of the bed, shifting his weight over her without putting any pressure on her body.

Their skin met in a quiet rush of warmth. Ethan kissed her again—deeper this time—his hands tracing the sides of her waist, mapping every curve of her body as if reminding himself that she was real, that she was truly here in his arms. Isabelle arched gently into his touch, her breath coming in quick, soft hitches as his hands slid down her hips.
When he moved inside her, it was slow, smooth, and deeply passionate. Isabelle gasped softly, her fingers gripping his back as a wave of intense pleasure washed over her. Ethan held her face in his hands, gazing down into her eyes the entire time, keeping their connection tight and unbroken.

"You're mine, Isabelle," Ethan whispered huskily, his chest heaving as his movements built into a steady, rhythmic pace. "Always."
"Always yours, Ethan," she gasped, her voice trembling with emotion as she wrapped her legs around his waist, pulling him deeper into her.

The quiet bedroom filled with the sound of their soft breathing, the gentle rustle of the sheets, and low, muffled moans as their passion built naturally. Every movement was filled with a deep, healing intimacy—a physical expression of everything they had survived to reach this moment. Ethan set a slow, deep rhythm, driving Isabelle higher until a breathless gasp spilled from her lips, her body tightening around him as she reached the peak. Seconds later, with a low groan against her neck, Ethan followed her, holding her tightly against his chest as the rush of pleasure slowly settled into a warm, quiet calm.

Ethan shifted to his side, pulling the heavy duvet up over their shoulders. He drew Isabelle close against his side, her head resting comfortably on his chest while his hand gently stroked her bare arm.

Isabelle closed her eyes, listening to the steady beat of his heart under her cheek, feeling safer than she ever had in her life. Ethan kissed the top of her head, resting his chin against her hair as they drifted off to sleep together in the absolute quiet of the night.