Undressed By His Arrogance-Chapter 334: Finally

Every detail—the curve of her back, the slight tilt of her head, the way she held the glass of juice—made his blood roar. He wanted her. He wanted her now. He wanted to collapse into her lap, feel the heat of her skin against his, and mark every inch of her.

"Barely twenty-four hours of marriage, and you’re already stealing my clothes. Didn’t you come with about two bags of luggage?" Winn said.

"Too lazy to unpack," Ivy replied, smiling as she leaned back slightly into him. The simple intimacy of it—of not having to look at him to feel him—sent a quiet thrill through her. "Good morning, love."

"Morning, babe," Winn murmured, his lips brushing her temple before he glanced toward the television. The news droned on in the background, all death and scandal and familiar last names. His jaw tightened. "Do we really have to watch that?"

"Just keeping up with the Kanes," Ivy said lightly.

"You’ve got a Kane right here," Winn replied.

She finally turned her head to look at him. "You want breakfast now?"

"You made breakfast?" He raised an eyebrow, clearly entertained.

"You have a chef, remember?" Ivy teased.

"Do I?" Winn scoffed. "I always thought elves came in the middle of the night to make my meals." He smirked.

"She’s nice," Ivy said. "But she has a boss with too many rules."

"I can’t be too easy now, can I?" Winn replied.

She shifted on the couch. "Oh. I heard from Eugene. He finally told his parents he’s gay."

"How did that conversation go?" he asked quietly, already knowing the answer wouldn’t be good.

"Not well," Ivy said, exhaling slowly. "Let’s just say he’s not the golden son anymore. I really do feel for him, Winn. It’s unfair. Everyone deserves love."

"Yeah. I’m guessing they’re going to cut him off," Winn said. "You think we should help him get on his feet?"

"After everything he’s done for us? That’s the least we can do," Ivy replied.

"Speaking of things we can do, I...uhm...I sent a message to Maurice. Told him to set up funding for Tom’s kids."

Ivy hummed in response, but her interest was fleeting.

"Sweetie... it’s over. He can’t hurt us anymore," Winn said.

"I know. I know I’m being a piece of work but...fine...fine. I’ll try to be accommodating. The kids have done nothing wrong to me, I guess."

"That’s my girl," he said, bending once more to kiss her hair. She tilted her head slightly, letting him claim that small, intimate victory.

Ivy got to her feet, and moved to the kitchen to plate the food Ashley had prepared. Winn disappeared to brush his teeth.

When he returned, she was pouring him a cup of coffee. He slid behind her, arms wrapping around her waist, pressing her against him. "You can have all my shirts," he murmured. "You look so sexy in them." His hands trailed down, brushing the swell of her hips, teasing the curve beneath the fabric.

"Are you sure you will not take that back? My pregnancy with Liz, I stole a lot of Evans’ shirts whenever I went there," Ivy asked playfully.

"I don’t mind, as long as you keep looking like this. Edible." Winn’s voice was low, dark, and thick with need, his words vibrating against her ear as his fingers found their way torturously under the fabric of the T-shirt. The naked, soft skin beneath made him hard in an instant. "No underwear? Naughty girl," he murmured, a predatory gleam in his eyes as he pressed closer.

He pushed her down onto the edge of the dining room table. "You take pleasure in torturing me, don’t you?" His lips brushed her shoulder, teasing, claiming.

"Winn, we have to get ready for Canada," she said breathlessly.

"Five minutes, I promise." He said pulling down his shorts before entering her, letting her gasp as the table became their dark, forbidden playground. Ivy’s fingers gripped the edge of the table, nails grazing wood as she surrendered to him, to the dark, deliciously dangerous rhythm they had fallen into.

*****

Mary was waiting outside the small house in Canada.

Ivy hopped out of the Uber immediately, her eyes lighting up at the sight of her daughter in Mary’s arms. "Oh my baby! My dear Liz," Ivy gushed. She snatched the child from Mary’s arms, holding her close.

Winn pulled the luggage from the car. He turned then, pulling Mary in for a hug.

"Oh, here I thought I was invisible," Mary chuckled.

"Hey. You’re my favourite girl," Winn said, his grin wide and unapologetic. Mary’s eyes sparkled at his words.

"And you are my favourite son-in-law," Mary said, leaning in to kiss Winn lightly on the cheek. "Okay, that’s enough. I know you are itching to say hi to your daughter."

"See why you’re my favourite girl? You know me so well," he said. He stepped toward Ivy and Liz. "Hey treasure. How you been? Miss mummy and daddy?"

They entered the house together. Life was finally beautiful. They were married, bonded beyond just bodies. They had their daughter safe, another baby was on the way, and the Orchard fortune waited patiently, along with the Kane empire they were steadily building.

It was perfect.

(And we are finally done. I know, I know, I put you all through the wringer. But if I don’t, who will. Lol.

This book has been my pride and joy since September. We have had so many wins. We won Cupids’ Quill. We were on top ten best seller list, power ranking, fresh ranking, popular ranking. And I owe it all to all of you.

I am currently working on a spin off which will be my WSA 2026 entry. Dark, dark, dark romance people. Just absolute darkness. You will know when you see it.

In the meantime, I would like to say a big thank you to everyone once again especially:

MissyDionne: I mean girl, your massages were like the best.

Shawnnie: Those golden tickets? Whoosh!!!

Jennifer_Willard: I hope I gave you the perfect ending after all that heartbreak.

Alchemist711: Your memes were just lit.

Monadunola: My sister from another mother

Jess_Yurko, Imparticipating, Veron_Sweetheart, Amanda_Gibson, Knurl.

Undressed By His Arrogance is now complete.

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