The Bratty Heiress

One year later…

Damn author, you surely want to get rid of me that bad huh? Okay… but know this… I will show up when you least expected.

So in this Epilogue, I will finish my story, with all the unicorns and rainbows you’ve been waiting for. But honestly, this is more than that… his brother, his parents, and what exactly happened to Klara… It’ll all be explained in the next book.

I know right… talking about getting all of you to read our typer author’s next book… she can be such a tease sometimes. But I love her dearly for wrapping my story with a sweet sickening ending.

Okay… this is where I stop my rants, my wisdom, my sexiness… and obviously the greatest love story ever told. Biased? Nah… I’m just being the Dramatic Olga… hell yes people… I’m back!!

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“Olga, meet my parents…” his hand rubbed my lower back, encouraging me to step forward, and being his wife I did just that.

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“Luka…. she’s beautiful, darling please call me Diana, and this is my husband Boris.” His mother hugged me warmly, then his father come to me and gave me his fatherly hug after his mother.

“Thank you, Luka, thank you for letting us meet your family.” His mother was actually teary.

Wow… badass agent grandmother can get teary, I always thought that their kind doesn’t have a heart. They did abandon Luka and pushed him away since he was a kid.

Damn… talk about abandonment issues, now I finally understand where my nerd husband gets all of his pushing people away kind of issues from.

“Mommy! Vadim is licking my ice cream!” our little Katya was tugging my dress seeking my attention, which makes his parents’ faces plastered with a huge smile.

“Katya, come here I want you to meet your dad’s parents. Your grandparents, grandma Diana, and grandpa Boris… Luka, could you get Vadim to join us?”

I picked her up to my arms, getting her to our height. While Luka nodded to my request and went to the kitchen to get Vadim.

We spent that whole morning talking and laughing while waiting for the rest of our family and friends to arrive for the twin’s third birthday party.

It was lunchtime when my daddy dearest arrived with his new wife Ira, yup… she’s now my new mom and the grandmother to our kids. At forty-nine she’s ten years younger than my dad, and she was from the older generation woman who still blushed when my dad stole kisses from her in front of us.

“Don’t be such a prude Ira, we’re married it’s expected that we show our affection towards each other.” My shameless dad obviously pulled her close for another kiss on the cheek, making her as red as a tomato.

“Come on dad! Give Ira a break, you’ve had her for a week on the private island already… my kids miss their new grandma.” I break them up by taking her hand and gave her my hug.

“Now mommy dearest… let’s get these gifts to the twins they have been asking for you non stop.”

She blushed when I call her mommy dearest. Aww… she’s so sweet. Again, I didn’t know that she could get any more tomato than she already was, but the red crept up from her neck to her cheeks making my mob daddy laughed.

Luka introduced them to his parents, and I let them be and decided to get the kids from our new nanny Valeriya. She’s Demyan little sister who stubbornly decided that she wants to get a job, though Demyan told her not to.

Oh… let me tell you about that girl and the little glimpses that she shares with Ramon. One of these days Demyan would surely know, then all hell would break loose. I never knew what is it with big brothers, and their caveman attitude towards their little sister.

“Mommy look! It’s from Valeriya! for my birthday!” Katya showed me her new teddy bear, in all her sugar rush spirit.

“Mine is better!” Vadim ran to me and show me, his new firetruck toy.

“Val honey… you shouldn’t have, kids… have you said your thank you to her?”

Moments later all of us were having our conversation moved to the backyard, where the caterer and the chef had prepared our barbeque lunch.

The kids were playing and screaming, as their cousins join them running from inside the house to the back yard, where Valeriya had arranged and rent a huge inflatable playhouse.

“Damn sis, you can surely throw a party…” Nikolai arrived with his wife Alina, who was quickly being dragged from me after a chaste greeting kiss on the cheek. Their kids were screaming from excitement, seeing the bouncing playhouse.

Becca and Demyan arrived minutes after Nikolai, followed by Megan with her husband Garry, and their kid Cassie. We were talking with them when shrieks of laughter were coming from the front door.

“Wow… that’s one huge playhouse…” Max and Emilie greeted me, while their nanny was quickly being tugged away to the playhouse by their kids.

“You will thank me later when I sent all of your kids home, exhausted from too much jumping on that thing.” I welcomed everyone, and they all laughed knowingly.

Kids and birthday parties are a bad mix, they would all come home high on sugar. Honestly, I was glad that Valeriya came up with the idea. That young woman is very smart, I know that she’s going to go places and have a successful life.

“Hey… you’re wandering off again…” Luka was hugging me from behind, as we were looking at our growing group of family and friends.

I was feeling his warmth and his love for me, he kissed my hair and telling me that he loves me. Always.

“I love you too my nerdy stalker… always.” I put my hands on his, and rest my back to his chest.  But that blissful moment was interrupted, by a commotion from inside the house.

Damn it, this is not even a wedding. It’s a freaking birthday party. My kid’s.

Karla was pushing Yegor to the wall, threatening him with her words. He was about to say something when she actually punched him on his stomach. We h my words to Luka, making him chuckled behind me.

“Men! They’d never learn! That brother of yours can be such a jerk!” Karla greeted Luka with a peck on the cheek.

“You have one of the good ones Olga, keep him.” She greeted me with another peck on the cheek.

“Now… where are my two little nuggets?” She asked looking at several kids, squinting her eyes for the twins.

“They’re by the inflatable house…” Luka holds her quickly, as Yegor was coming our way.

“Women, you got one of the one’s brother. Keep her.” He greeted Luka with a pat on the back.

“Olga… if you could put more sense to Karla, that woman has a very thick skull and apparently a strong right hook.” He greeted me with his brotherly hug.

Luka laughed at him and shake his head when Yegor started staring onto Karla’s back.

“I’ll see you guys later. I’m not ending our argument with her punching me.” He quickly left us to follow Karla.

“Come on… we don’t have a lot of time.”

Luka tugged my hand taking me to follow him, and finally pick me up to his shoulder when my high heels were slowing me down.

He throws me to our bed and quickly locked our door, closing us in from the rest of the party.

“Luka, we don’t have time for this…” I giggled but excited for him already.

“Just a quick one, I think this is my sugar rush and I also need my bouncing stuff…”

“Ewww… Luka, that’s the worst pick up line yet!” But I tugged his belt and start unbuckling it. He groaned when I pull down his pants and briefs in one go.

He twitched the moment I lick his length slowly. I was sitting by the end of the bed, while he was standing between my legs holding on to my head. He was pacing me to his liking until he told me to stop and kissed me. Hard.

He pushed my back to the bed, and reached under my dress, and ripped off my lace panties in one sheer force, making me gasped and instantly wet. He smirked knowingly and buried his fingers feeling my wetness.

“My sexy wife is soaked, so wet baby….” I moaned louder when his fingers played me. Then I cursed louder when he pulled my legs and part them wider and thrust hard and deep inside me.

I was high on lust, he was kissing me and sucking and licking my neck while he kept on fucking me harder and faster. “Luka, so fucking good… I’m going, to… so close baby…”

His eyes kept looking at me until I couldn’t take it anymore. “Coming… I’m fucking coming!”

“Now baby… let got now!”

I climaxed to his demand and he followed me seconds later. We’re both finally slumped, still wearing parts of our clothes.

“Mine baby… you’re mine…” his words lulled me as I was coming down from my high.

This is our ever after.

He’s finally mine as I am his.