Six months later…
The ocean breeze carried the scent of salt and freedom as Bella stood on the balcony, watching the sunrise paint the sky in hues of gold and crimson. The villa Damien had bought for them in Santorini overlooked the endless sea, a symbol of the peace they had fought so hard to earn.
She felt strong arms wrap around her waist, pulling her back against a familiar warmth.
"You're up early," Damien murmured against her neck, pressing a soft kiss there.
Bella smiled, leaning into him. "Couldn't sleep. Too beautiful to miss."
Damien chuckled, his grip tightening. "I was looking at something far more beautiful."
She rolled her eyes, though her heart swelled. Even after everything, he still had the power to make her melt.
Ava and Leo were arriving later that day. Their lives had changed, but their bond remained unbreakable. Ava had started a security consulting firm, using her past to carve out a new future. Leo had retired from his more dangerous line of work—though he insisted he was always ready if they needed him.
For the first time in years, there were no threats lurking in the shadows. No enemies waiting to strike.
Just them.
Just love.
Bella turned in Damien's arms, gazing up at him. "Are you happy?"
Damien brushed his fingers along her jaw, his expression softer than she had ever seen. "Happiness was never something I thought I deserved." He leaned in, pressing his forehead to hers. "Until you."
Bella swallowed past the lump in her throat. "No more running?"
"No more," he promised.
And as the sun rose higher, bathing them in its golden light, Bella knew—this was their new beginning.
A life free from the past.
A life where love wasn't forbidden.
A life where Damien was finally hers.
Forever.
The End.