“Sweetheart,” my man says in a low tone, “it was the least I could do.”
“But it’s significant,” I say. “Plus, my mom stuck with you through the years. Sally never quit, and worked hard at Tatti for a long time. Not only that, but before she passed, shestilltrusted you. Sally made arrangements for me to stay with you after her death, Rick, because she knew you were a good man.”
“And your mother’s trust in me is one of the biggest gifts I’ve ever received,” he says in a low, throaty tone. “Because it gave me you, sweetheart. You are the most important person to me in the world, and the woman I love more than anything. I would be forever grateful if you would love me back, Snowflower.”
I look at him for a long moment, his handsome features halfway poised between hope and fear. But then I smile and press my lips to his mobile ones, forgiving him in that one gesture. Rick is motionless at first, but then he gathers me close and deepens the passion, his arms locking around me like iron bands.
“I love you, Jenna,” he whispers again. “You are my Snowflower, and I’m grateful for everything that brought you to me along this winding, twisted path.”
“It has been winding and twisted,” I acknowledge. “But I adore you too, Mr. Purdy, and we will figure it out.”
With that, our lips touch again as our hearts meld because we were never supposed to be together. I was a young girl sent to stay at the CEO’s house after my mother’s death. Not only that, but I’m a young woman who creates content for Only Fans, while he’s a billionaire alpha male. But despite it all, my motherhas been watching over us, and I’ll always be grateful for Sally’s guidance and compassion … because in the end, my mother’s love gave me Rick.
EPILOGUE
Jenna
Ifiddle with my camera before looking down at myself. I’m even curvier than before but it’s for good reason because I’m pregnant now, and my baby bump is visible. It’s not humongous, but the bump is definitely there, and after a talk with Rick, I decided to use this opportunity to further my career.
After all, there’s a definite niche for pregnant creators, and as a result, I’m clad in a white, lacy bra that highlights my big breasts, with a g-string that barely covers my swollen pussy. Sheer white hose comes halfway up my smooth thighs, ending with ivory stilettos that enhance the “bridal” look. Then, the finishing touch is my veil. Yes, I’m going to film with a veil today, and the netting is a bit scratchy, but that’s okay. I’m sure Rick will rip it off as soon as he gets his hands on it. My man loves creating content with me, and although we never show his face, I’m certain everyone knows whom the huge, muscular body in my videos belongs to.
At first, I didn’t think he’d be okay with it.
“Won’t my videos get you fired from Tatti?” I asked slowly. “A lot of CEOs get the axe these days, like that guy who was caught canoodling at a Cold Play concert.”
Rick shrugged.
“They’ll have a hard time firing me when I own the company. I mean, who’s going to do it?”
I squint.
“But I thought Tatti was a huge international corporation that sells cosmetics all over the world. There isn’t an overseer or some sort? Or a board?”
“Yes, there is,” Rick says easily. “But this is a private company because my grandmother founded it many years ago. Tatti Purdy was an entrepreneurial woman who worked the cosmetics counter at Lord and Taylor, before branching out and selling her own beauty creams. Then, my dad inherited the company and grew it through a number of strategies, including “gift with purchase” and the launch of the successful Youth-Dew bath oil/fragrance, which is still one of our most popular products. Then, I was named CEO about ten years ago, and I revamped our marketing by bringing in Kpop celebrities as spokeswomen, and buying a load of new lines, including Drunk Dragon, Katy von D, NuSpace and PureScience. We’re now in the medspa area, and it’s a cash cow. So no, I don’t think they’re going to fire me because they love the money too much.”
“I see,” I hum slowly. “And your family doesn’t care that I create content?”
“No, they care,” Rick says in an even tone. “But I’ve told them to back the hell off, and to pull that stick out of their asses. The fact is that you are an independent young woman, and I adore that about you, Jenna. Plus, it’s more than a lot of them can say about themselves because they’re essentially trust fund babies. The only reason why they’re filthy rich is because of our grandmother, Tatti, and because of me.”
I threw my arms around his neck then, my heart pounding fiercely.
“Thank you for standing up for me, Rick,” I whispered. “It means everything.”
“And you mean everything to me,” he replied in a low growl before kissing me hard. “I love you, Jenna, and want to support you in every way, which includes helping you with your career. So yes, continue creating content because this is what you enjoy. I adore you, baby, and what you do isn’t going to change how I feel about you.”
My heart pounded with fierce love for the billionaire because Rick Purdy is the right man for me, and now, I’m getting ready to film some pregnant content with my handsome boyfriend. He appears at the doorway, his massive form clad in a blue robe, a sliver of bronzed chest showing. Those piercing eyes seize mine, and he grins, his smile always so charismatic and charming.
“Are you ready?” I ask in a coy tone. “Just let me know and I’ll start the camera.”
“I am, and you look beautiful, baby. Huge but beautiful.”
“I know,” I say ruefully, looking down at my swollen stomach. “I’ve put on so much weight already, and I’m only in my second trimester! After all this is over, I’ll have to get on Ozempic. Dothey do that, though? Will they give Ozempic to postpartum ladies? You have that friend, Hank, who’s a doctor, right? Maybe he can write me a scrip.”
My man immediately frowns.
“You don’t need Ozempic, sweetheart, because you look gorgeous the way you are, and if anything, you should keep the baby weight because it makes you look even more curvy and luscious. Plus, I would never send you to Hank because that guy’s a douche. In fact, I think he’s off the reservation at this point.”
I cock my head to the side.
