Married To My Billionaire Stepbrother novel Chapter 398

Chapter 398: Enemies To Lovers

"You look tired, you should rest," Serena said as she looked at the bed. "The kids took your bed, but you can still sleep on one end. It’s big enough."

"And you?" he asked, his gaze fixed on her beautiful face, which seemed focused only on their sleeping arrangements.

"I can sleep on the other side. Let me shift the kids a little closer," she said and was about to move toward the bed, but he pulled her back—her back colliding with the firm, warm torso of a tall man. A pair of long arms wrapped around her as she heard him speak in his deep voice.

"We finally meet after a long wait—god knows how many months—and you’re already planning to sleep on the other side of the bed? Are you planning to play ignorant?"

Serena’s heart skipped a beat at the suggestive tone in his voice.

They rarely got to meet, but whenever they did, he always reminded her how deeply passionate he was—and made up for all the time they had spent apart.

Alexander turned her around to face him, his intense gaze boring into her delicate face, which hadn’t changed at all in his eyes—even after so long.

She swallowed hard. "Alex..."

He lowered his face and asked, his lips almost brushing hers, his warm breath burning against her cold skin, "Didn’t you miss me?"

Her hands clutched his dark shirt, her breathing turned shallow as she finally replied, "As much as you did."

He stepped back slightly, took her hand, and led her to the other door in his room, which opened into his private study attached to the bedroom. He guided her toward the dark leather couch.

"Alex, the kids are sleeping," she said softly, already knowing his intentions.

He gently pushed her onto the couch and hovered over her, his impatient gaze locked with hers. "Don’t you want it?"

She steadied her nerves, her eyes on the man she loved with all her heart.

"The kids won’t wake up for at least a few hours," she said.

Satisfied with her answer, he captured her lips with his, whispering, "They’re safe in the bedroom."

She hummed in agreement and kissed him back.

His hands cupped her face with care, his thumbs brushing gently against her cheeks. There was nothing hurried about the way he touched her—it was reverent, patient, and full of aching devotion.

Serena’s fingers curled into his hair, drawing him closer, as their lips moved in a rhythm known only to two people who had longed for each other in silence. His weight was a comforting pressure above her, his presence grounding her in a world where everything else felt chaotic.

"I missed this..." he murmured against her lips, his voice hoarse with emotion as he pressed a kiss to the corner of her mouth, then her jaw, then lower—featherlight kisses trailing down her neck. "I missed you."

Serena closed her eyes, letting the warmth of his breath and the gentle trail of his mouth calm every storm that had raged inside her. "Every night I lay awake, thinking of you," she whispered. "Wondering if you were safe... if you still missed me as much as I missed you."

His hand brushed along her arm, then settled over her waist, pulling her more securely beneath him as he rested his forehead against hers. "Every second," he breathed. "You kept me sane, even from miles away."

Their eyes met again in the dim light of the study, raw and exposed.

That dark study room was filled the dark desires of the two souls, which continued for next hour as none of them wished to stop. _{freeweɓnovel.cøm}