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My shout-out goes to Ireland, Ghana, Mexico, Puerto Rico and Italy

Last chapter! Kindly share your comments on it. What characters will you miss the most? I'll say Dixon and Stephanie. Also, Nana! She's so cunning ;-)

A bonus chapter might be published sometime in the future but for now, my focus will shift to Gonzalo, Whipped Billionaire and PBTB ♥️

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~Four months later~

"Gentlemen and ladies, we thank you all for gracing us all on this day with your presence and encouragements. Thank you all for your supports. Three years ago, this company was bought by the Ambrosia's & Co, in Italy. However, no change of name or introduction of a new policy was carried out and passed around to our partners because the new owner, Mr Sucre Ambrosia had decided that he had to oversee the productivity from a continent away. Then last year, the company was bought for his wife, who has been a personal assistant to one of the departmental heads. We are pleased to inform you all that the Thomas industries has been redefined and we are now going to be changing names to the Petsmoni & Co." A round of applause went around the hall as coworkers hooted and cheered Monica O'Brien.

Monica covered her mouth as the gasp of surprise escaped her lips. She turned left and stared at her husband with wide eyes, barely able to utter the question, "Baby, is it true? Did you buy our company for me?"

Sucre nodded, already knowing what was going on in her head. He smiled. "It's true baby. It was yours all along. That was why I promoted you and made you work hand in hand with me in thorough supervision and delegation of duties to each department."

Monica felt her head spinning and briefly hugged Sucre, pecking his lips and excusing herself to use the restroom. She'd been drinking orange juice all noon while listing out gifts to be distributed to all the branch supervisors, managers and vice presidents. Sucre watched her leave with pride in his eyes and he eyed her backside, suddenly thinking that it seemed she was getting a bit weightier than before. And there was now a slight bump on her stomach now as well.

He couldn't wait to see her all swollen up and round with the sign of his baby in her protruding in her belly. His groin twitched as he prayed he would also get a few hundred chances to have her ride him to ecstasy.

They were at the company's end of the year dinner celebration and Stephanie had taken a trip with Nana to Italy. She would only be back in a week. Of course she begged to have Dixon, her boyfriend tag along. Nana was all too pleased to have the jolly kids go with her, thanking goodness all over again that she got to see her grandson reconcile with his wife while she was still alive. She also got to meet her great granddaughter.

Even though her only son had been taken from her, fate still comforted her in ways she never thought possible. In the plane, while watching the kids whisper and giggle to each other, Nana heaved a deep breath and willed the few tears that escaped her eyes to drop before quickly wiping them when Stephanie ran towards her to ask her if monkeys could talk because Dixon just told her they couldn't.

Back at the company, Monica finished her business in the restroom and was about to leave and wash her hands when she heard a voice mentioning her husband's name. Curious, she released her hand from the little knob and paused.

"I thought of the same thing. And he's so all over her. It's like he can't get his eyes off her for even a second."

"It's always good to be humble, Tiffany. Who would've thought this same lady was married to such a rich man and still worked as a personal assistant for another man? Other women would've quit to focus on shopping all day, buying designer clothes, bags and wristwatches. They wouldn't even want to work a single day in their life!"

"Yes. But I actually met Miss Monica a few times. She was nice and polite. Not at all a bitch. I think they'll be handing out gifts soon. Let's head back."

"You're right. And maybe we might be lucky to meet our own Knight in shining armor out there." The two voices giggled and the place went quiet again. Monica stepped out and washed her hands quickly before also leaving. Her mind was on Sucre and how loving he was.

She grinned when she remembered he had actually transferred the company to her name.

Going back to her seat, Sucre leaned in and pecked her on the lips. They were sitting in a conservative area at the back of the hall because Sucre didn't like the spotlight on him. He liked to be kept as a mystery that would make people wonder.

"Do you think I should show up as the CEO?"

"You're here already." Monica frowned.

"No silly." He patted her nose with a finger then kissed it with a doting expression on his face when she pouted. "My wife can be such a kid sometimes. I mean, you're the owner and I was preparing you for it all these while."

"But after we reconciled, we started spending more days at home. Especially on Fridays and throughout the weekends. Why is that?" Monica's frown deepened.

"I did it that way so you'll get used to supervising and having everything under control, even when when you're not in the company."

"You're right. It'll be helpful when I take my maternity leave." She rubbed her stomach gently.

Sucre heaved a sigh. Now would be the best time to tell her. He sent a short prayer to heaven that she wouldn't make a fuss about it.

"Actually baby, I was thinking you could...come live with me. Not in my condo here but in Italy. Permanently. I want you to be close to me and I..i want us to live like a family again."

Monica's eyes widened. "Really?"

He held her hands and nodded. "Yes baby. I've been thinking about it since the second week after I got to Canada. When I saw that..."

"That what?" Her hold on his hands tightened.

"That you still loved me. Making you come apart as I pleasured you on that conference table made me know you would do anything I wanted. Just with convinction and assurance that I love you. So, is that a yes?"

Monica beamed and nodded. "Yes Sucre. I have also been thinking about it. You know? Now almost all your things have been transferred to the spare room and I was just wondering how we'll arrange everything and-"

Sucre shut her up with a kiss. Monica moaned then caught herself and looked around to make sure no one noticed what they were doing.

Sucre abruptly got up. "I want to show you something Monica."

She smiled and he helped her up, making her roll her eyes. "Okay. Where?"

"In the floor above us." He held her hand and took another route which he'd discovered when he was checking out the hall with the event planner a month ago.

He took her into the elevator and no words were said till they entered the empty floor.

"This way." Sucre led her into a room. She frowned when she noticed they were in a bedroom and candles had been lit around it.

"There's a bed...Sucre, what are you up to?" She squinted at him suspiciously. Sucre pulled her close to him and went on his knees, bunching her dress up. He took down her panty and kissed her stomach before diving for his dessert. He'd been craving her all evening.

Monica just let him do what he wanted with her, moaning and groaning till she was ready to come apart and he suddenly stopped.

"I have to take you now Monica. Fuck, I'm so hard it's hurting. Don't worry I've told the MC I need to show you something and he'll stall for thirty minutes before we get out there to make our speech." He told her while taking off his pants and pulling her dress down to her stomach so he could kiss her breasts.

"When did you even do all this?" Monica started asking with a moan, still frustrated that he'd stopped so abruptly. Sucre kissed her deeply and grinned, moving then to the bed and helping her lie down while he continued to kiss her.

"I have my ways baby." With that he sunk into her in one fluid motion, then began to thrust in an even pace.

When he felt her muscles clenching and sucking him almost painfully, Sucre gritted his teeth. "And the most amazing part, love, is that," he panted and watched her under heavy lids, thinking to himself that she was the most beautiful woman he would ever see, "the company was named after you my two babies. Petsmoni. Moni and Stephanie, with Stephanie's first four letters spelt backwards and your's following"

Monica felt her eyes drooping with pleasure. "Oh Sucre...baby...I'm short of words and ah ah ah..thank yo- ahn ahn fuck me baby..oh yeah...I'm cumming..."

Monica came hard against him as she processed the meaningful information, clutching his torso as she breathed hard. Sucre kissed her deeply and equally let out a groan, flooding his hot seed into her till he was empty. Their tongues danced in aftermath of their sexual encounter and Sucre groaned, beginning to rock himself inside her again, getting harder once again.

He was worried they would take too much time away and was about to reluctantly pull out when Monica pulled him to her and kissed his lips, meeting his hips with fervor in hopes that they would both get another climax. 

Fifteen minutes later, they lay spent on the bed, locked in each other's embrace.

"Thank you Sucre. You always had us in mind despite being so far away all these years." She murmured tiredly and pecked his lips.

Sucre contently wrapped his arms around her tightly. He pecked her forehead. "When you love someone, everything you have is theirs. You gave me a beautiful daughter and another one is on its way. You gave me a family, something I was always afraid of having after seeing what happened to my parents when I was a little boy. I can never thank you enough for that courage, my sweet Moni."

"You can thank me by always being my Sucre. And making love to me regularly, even when I'm acting up. Maybe I'm acting up because I need some dick." Monica rubbed her thighs and felt herself moisten even though he just cleaned her up in the bath.

Sucre chuckled and spanked her butt, groaning when she moaned. "Don't be naughty. Let's get out there and rule the world together. Are we good?"

"Yes. Always." She beamed. "But I'll suck you immediately we get home. I need to." She sighed dramatically and Sucre chuckled at her neediness as she eyed him with hungry eyes. The doctor already told them she might crave sex more in this stage and she might get moody.

She wasn't having any mood swings, just trying to seduce him into bed at random intervals, which he loved because now she was getting bolder when it came to asking for sex or just outright making him do naughty things to her.

Sucre sat up and lifted her up with him. It was time to get out there and give their speech together. Him as the current CEO and Monica as the person who would be taking charge of the company.

His one and only love.

Monica, Grace Ambrosia.

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THE END

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