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Your Lips to Mine #4: The Billionaire's Heartbeat Heartbeat 71
The house was filled with the soft hum of quiet conversation, the clink of glasses, and the scent of warm food that seemed to cling to the air. For once, the chaos of the world outside—the media, the pressure, the threats—felt far away. It was just the people I loved, gathered together in this space to share something simple yet profound. A celebration. James had insisted on keeping it small, intimate. Just a few of our closest friends—Ben, Ethan, Nadia, and of course, my sister at the hospital, Maya—people who had been with us through the highs and the lows. They had all seen the worst of us, and yet, they were still here, smiling and laughing as though nothing had ever happened. I couldn’t ask for a better group of people to call my family. As I moved through the room, a glass of wine in my hand, I felt a sense of calm settle over me. It had been a long road, full of unexpected turns, but I was finally starting to feel like we had something solid beneath our feet. I hadn’t realize
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The day had been long. It had been filled with meetings, messages, and the constant hum of work that seemed never-ending. When I finally walked into our apartment, I felt the familiar exhaustion settle into my bones. I kicked off my shoes and tossed my bag onto the couch before glancing around. It was quiet—peaceful, even. The kind of stillness that allowed me to breathe, to let go of the world for a moment. James was at the kitchen counter, his back to me, as he prepared dinner. The aroma of garlic, rosemary, and something savory filled the room. I couldn’t help but smile. It was moments like this—simple, quiet evenings spent together—that made me forget about the whirlwind of everything else in our lives. “Hey,” I greeted him softly, stepping into the kitchen. “What smells so good?” James turned around, his smile reaching his eyes. “Hey, you. Just making dinner. Hope you’re hungry.” “I am starving,” I said, walking over to him and planting a kiss on his cheek before pulling out
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It was just an ordinary day. At least, that’s how it started. I woke up early, feeling the weight of the world in the familiar stiffness in my neck. A few too many hours at the clinic the day before, more than I’d planned, had left me feeling a little off balance. But it was nothing I couldn’t shake off with some caffeine, a warm shower, and a few quiet moments to myself. My morning routine, I realized, had become one of my few sanctuaries. It was predictable and soothing in a way that comforted me amidst the chaos of everything else. But as the hours passed, something felt… off. It started with a dull ache in my head—nothing unbearable at first. I brushed it off as dehydration. But as the morning wore on, the ache deepened, and by lunchtime, a wave of dizziness swept over me. I stumbled, almost losing my footing as I walked from the examination room back to my office. The dizziness lingered, making everything seem a little too far away, a little too unsteady. I tried to power thr
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The moment I stepped into the small cabin nestled in the woods, I felt a sense of peace I hadn’t realized I was missing. The air was crisp, fresh, the kind of pure that seemed to cleanse everything in its path. It felt like a different world, far removed from the constant buzz of city life, the stress of my job, and the weight of my own fears and insecurities. For the first time in what felt like ages, I could breathe. James had suggested the retreat—a quiet weekend away, just the two of us, with no distractions. I could feel how serious he was about it from the moment he brought it up. He wanted us to heal, to slow down and rediscover each other outside the hustle of our daily routines. After everything we had been through—the health scares, the doubts, the emotional roller coasters—we both needed this. I didn’t realize how much I needed it until I saw the calm in James’s eyes as he drove us to the retreat, his hand resting gently on mine as we navigated the winding roads through t
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I should have known it was coming. Claire had been lurking in the shadows for too long, her presence always a lingering reminder of the past. But this? This was different. This was her final attempt—her last, desperate shot to remind me that she still thought she had a claim on James. I was sitting in the café near the office, scrolling through my phone, enjoying my rare moment of peace when I saw her across the room. Claire. She was sitting at a table, watching me with an intensity that would have been unnerving if I wasn’t already used to her games. I’d seen her try to insert herself into James’s life before, and I was done playing the role of the naive woman who wasn’t aware of the strings she was pulling. I couldn’t help but roll my eyes. She was about to learn that this time, I wouldn’t back down. I stood up, my fingers tightening around my coffee cup as I approached her. The air felt thick with tension as I closed the distance. She hadn’t moved, not even to acknowledge my pr
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The hum of my phone cut through the stillness of my office. I was just finishing up my patient notes, bleary-eyed after a 13-hour surgery. My hands ached, my back was sore from standing so long, and my mind was a fog of exhaustion. But there was one thing I knew for sure—I was done for the day, and nothing was going to pull me out of this brief moment of peace. I grabbed my phone, wincing at the bright light, and saw the name that made everything feel better. James. I hit answer immediately. "Hey," I said, my voice hoarse but warm, though I was struggling to stay fully awake. "Olivia," James’s voice sounded just as warm, though there was a hint of excitement that made me sit up straighter. "I’ve been thinking. We need to celebrate tonight. You and me. Just the two of us." A smile tugged at the corner of my lips despite the exhaustion. "Celebrate?" I chuckled, stretching my stiff back as I looked over my surgical notes one last time. "I just finished a 13-hour operation. I’m barely
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It was supposed to be just another ordinary afternoon, but I could feel the weight of the moment settling in. The wedding was coming together, bit by bit. James and I had always talked about the day in passing, and at times, it felt so surreal that we hadn’t actually set things in motion earlier. Now, with the big day approaching, everything was suddenly very real. Very serious. “Olivia, I swear, if you say ‘we’ll think about it later’ one more time, I’m going to lose it,” James said with a playful glare as he sat across from me at the kitchen table. Papers, books, and wedding planning magazines were scattered everywhere between us. I couldn’t help but chuckle at his exaggerated frustration. He’d been surprisingly meticulous about this whole process. But honestly, who could blame him? This wasn’t just any wedding—it was our wedding. “Fine,” I groaned, pushing my glasses up the bridge of my nose. “We’ll think about it now.” I smiled at him, watching as his face softened. I knew he
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The days were flying by, each one blending into the next, all leading up to the day. The day I had spent countless hours imagining, planning, and hoping for. The wedding was right around the corner—just a few days left. Yet, as the final preparations came together, I couldn't shake the strange feeling that had settled in my chest. It wasn’t the excitement of the big day. It wasn’t nerves about standing in front of everyone and saying my vows to James. No, this was something deeper. Something more personal. Something I hadn’t anticipated. I was standing in the bathroom, staring at my reflection in the mirror. My hair was messy from the day’s work, and my mind was even more disheveled than that. The reflection staring back at me wasn’t the confident, self-assured woman I had once been. She wasn’t the woman I had worked so hard to become. She was someone else—a stranger. Someone who was about to give up a huge part of herself in the name of love. I knew marriage wasn’t about losing you
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There are moments in life when time feels like it stands still—when everything falls into place, and the weight of the past fades into the background, leaving only the present. As I stood in the quiet of our living room, watching Noah play on the floor, I realized that this was one of those moments. The world around us, the worries, the challenges, the sleepless nights, had all brought us here—together, as a family. And I wouldn’t change a thing. James was beside me, a rare moment of stillness between us, the only sound the soft hum of the refrigerator and Noah’s giggles. He had always been the one to take charge, to handle things, to drive forward. But now, watching him sit beside me as a father, I saw the softness in his eyes that hadn’t been there before. The way he looked at Noah, with such love and tenderness, made my heart swell. "You know," he said softly, breaking the silence, "I never imagined this—this life we’ve built, this family. It’s everything I never knew I needed."
Your Lips to Mine #4: The Billionaire's Heartbeat Heartbeat 87
The sound of baby laughter filled the room, a sound that still had the power to make my heart flutter. Our son, Noah, was sprawled out on the blanket we had set up on the floor, surrounded by colorful toys that I’d picked out, each one carefully chosen with his future in mind. Every moment with him felt like an awakening, a deep-rooted understanding that nothing could matter more than this life we were building. James was sitting across from me, his laptop open, fingers flying across the keys. Even now, after everything we’d been through, after the whirlwind of pregnancy and parenthood, he remained the tireless, driven man I’d always admired. His mind never stopped working, always calculating, always strategizing for the future. But there was a softness to him now, a tenderness that made it clear that no matter how much he worked, Noah and I were always his priority. I watched him for a moment, taking in the way the sunlight filtered through the windows, casting golden hues across t
Your Lips to Mine #4: The Billionaire's Heartbeat Heartbeat 86
The room was quiet except for the steady beep of the machines and the soft rustle of nurses moving in and out. The air was thick with anticipation, but there was something else in the atmosphere—something undeniable. Something raw. I was here, in this hospital room, about to give birth to the child James and I had been dreaming about for months. The excitement, the fear, the overwhelming love—it all felt like a rush, crashing over me in waves I could barely catch. The contractions had started in the early hours of the morning, slow and spaced out, but now they were coming faster, harder. And I couldn’t stop shaking. James was right by my side, holding my hand, his presence anchoring me to the present. His face was calm, but I knew him better than anyone. I could see the tension in his jaw, the worry in his eyes. He wanted so desperately to ease my pain, to make everything easier for me, but there was nothing he could do but be here with me. And that was enough. His support was all I
Your Lips to Mine #4: The Billionaire's Heartbeat Heartbeat 85
The moment I found out I was pregnant, everything changed. It wasn’t just the obvious shift—the growing belly, the endless discussions about baby names and nurseries—but something deeper, something I hadn’t expected. It was a part of me, a quiet, underlying uncertainty that started to swell within me. The excitement, of course, was there. The joy of knowing that James and I were about to bring a new life into the world was almost overwhelming. But alongside that joy, there were fears—silent whispers in the back of my mind that I couldn’t ignore, no matter how hard I tried. Would I be a good mom? Could I balance this new responsibility with my career? Would I lose the part of myself that I had worked so hard to build, the part that had always been me—Olivia, the woman who prided herself on independence and strength? As I stood in front of the mirror one night, my hands gently resting on my rounded belly, I couldn’t help but feel the weight of the questions pressing against me. I had
Your Lips to Mine #4: The Billionaire's Heartbeat Heartbeat 84
The first thing I noticed when I woke up that morning was the overwhelming sense of change. The air in our house felt different. It wasn’t just the morning light creeping in through the curtains or the quiet hum of the city outside. It was something else, something I couldn’t quite put my finger on. But as I looked at James, still sleeping beside me, I knew it was real: we were about to become parents. I had always been independent—confident, self-assured, and, if I was being honest, a little bit selfish when it came to my time and my career. But now, my world was shifting. It wasn’t just about me anymore. It wasn’t just about James and me, either. There was a little person coming into our lives, and everything was about to change. I couldn’t deny the excitement, but there was also a healthy dose of fear mixed in. How would we manage the transition? How would we balance our busy careers and a newborn? What kind of parents would we be? I could hear James stir beside me, and I turned
Your Lips to Mine #4: The Billionaire's Heartbeat Heartbeat 83
I never imagined that the words "You’re pregnant" would hit me like a ton of bricks. And yet, as I sat there staring at the small white stick in my hand, the realization was slowly sinking in, each passing second heavier than the last. I was pregnant. It wasn’t just a fleeting thought or a potential future, but a very real, very present fact. And the truth was, I didn’t know how to feel about it. James was in the other room, finishing up a few things for work. The irony of it all wasn’t lost on me—here I was, trying to process the biggest news of my life, and he was buried under emails and meetings, as if his world wasn’t about to change forever too. I had wanted to tell him in a way that felt special, something we could look back on with joy, but at that moment, I didn’t even know where to start. I took a deep breath, holding the pregnancy test like it was the most fragile thing in the world. After all we had been through together—after the emotional rollercoaster of our relationsh
Your Lips to Mine #4: The Billionaire's Heartbeat Heartbeat 82
It’s funny how life can turn upside down in an instant, how everything can seem perfect one minute and the next, you're standing in the middle of chaos, trying to pick up the pieces. It wasn’t the kind of test I was expecting, but then again, is anything ever really what you expect? James and I had just started to settle into a rhythm—a rhythm where we balanced work, home life, and everything in between. After a year of marriage, we’d finally reached a place where things felt stable, where the worries that once weighed so heavily on my shoulders didn’t seem as daunting anymore. But the universe had a way of throwing curveballs when you least expected them. It started with a phone call. James was in the middle of a meeting when his phone rang. He glanced at the screen, and his face instantly went from calm to tense. I saw it immediately—his usual confidence slipping away as he stood up abruptly and stepped out of the room. I felt that familiar knot of unease settle in my stomach. So
Your Lips to Mine #4: The Billionaire's Heartbeat Heartbeat 81
It’s hard to believe that it’s been a year already. A whole year since James and I exchanged vows, promised each other forever, and started this journey together as husband and wife. Time moves quickly when you’re constantly busy, and when you’re deeply in love, but looking back, it feels like both a lifetime and a blink of an eye. This first year has been everything I imagined, and more. We’ve built a life together, not just as a couple, but as partners—personally, professionally, and emotionally. We’ve faced our fair share of challenges, but we’ve always emerged stronger. Sometimes, I still pinch myself when I realize that we’re here, living this life together, making decisions as a unit, and navigating all the complexities that come with being in a relationship like ours. I woke up this morning with the sun streaming through the curtains, and the first thought that crossed my mind was how grateful I felt. Grateful for everything we had been through and for everything we still ha
Your Lips to Mine #4: The Billionaire's Heartbeat Heartbeat 80
The flight to our honeymoon destination was nothing short of surreal. We were finally married, finally embarking on this new journey together, and the weight of everything we had experienced up until this point felt lighter than ever. It was as if the world had cleared itself, leaving behind nothing but us, the quiet hum of the plane, and the promise of a fresh start. James had been by my side through everything—every obstacle, every doubt, every tear—and now, we were heading somewhere new, somewhere just for the two of us. No responsibilities. No distractions. Just us, and the life we had ahead of us. When we landed, I could hardly contain my excitement. We were in the Maldives. The moment we stepped off the plane, the warm, tropical air hit me like a wave, and the scent of saltwater and coconut filled my lungs. The sun was beginning to dip below the horizon, casting everything in a golden glow, making it feel like we had entered some kind of paradise. The reality of the wedding st
