Kayden's POV

"Here," she murmured softly, guiding my hand to the right on her stomach.

Then, in a sudden, magical moment, it happened—the gentle kick of our unborn child against my palm. It was as if the universe paused, allowing me to bask in the profound significance of that simple touch. In that instance, every fear, every doubt melted away, replaced by an overwhelming surge of love and awe. I couldn't help but smile, my heart overflowing with an inexplicable connection to this tiny life growing within her. It was a moment of pure magic, a glimpse into the boundless love and joy that awaited us on this journey into parenthood.

"She kicked!" I exclaimed with excitement, a wide grin spreading across my face. "My daughter's got some serious strength," I said proudly, feeling joy surge within me.

"Absolutely," Hazel agreed, her smile still radiant as she looked at me.

"Kick again, princess," I whispered softly, leaning in towards Hazel's baby bump to place a tender kiss upon it. "Come on, kick again," I urged, my touch gentle as I caressed her growing belly. Moments later, another flutter of movement beneath my hand brought a delighted gasp to my lips. "She kicked again!" I exclaimed, feeling a rush of excitement course through me.

Suddenly, memories flooded my mind like a torrential downpour. Hazel and I in the hospital room, the sound of our baby's heartbeat echoing in the room. Then, the scene shifted to the conference room of our family company, with my father and Jayden present. As Hazel's pain pierced the air, my heart constricted with fear. Blood stained her legs, and in that moment, I felt as though the world had stopped spinning, my breath caught in my throat as panic consumed me.

Burying my face in my hands, I leaned forward, elbows on my knees, and closed my eyes, trying to steady my racing thoughts.

"Kade? Are you okay?" Hazel's voice was soft and concerned, her hand finding its way to my back. I pressed my fingers against my temples, silent in my discomfort. "Kayden? I'm calling a doctor," she said, panic lacing her words.

"No!" I exclaimed sharply, catching her wrist. "I... I'm fine. Just a headache," I lied, drawing in a deep breath to steady myself. "I'll feel better if I rest."

"Okay. I'll leave you to it. Take care," she offered a warm smile as she gathered her bag and stood.

"Laters," I managed a faint smile as I saw her to the door.

***

As the elevator doors slid open, I strode toward Hazel, anticipation tingling in the air. Tonight, I had planned a special date in my penthouse: a romantic dinner followed by a cozy movie night.

Hazel greeted me with a radiant smile, planting a soft kiss on my cheek.

"Are you hungry? I whipped up some risotto for you. Remember how you mentioned craving it last night?" I said warmly, taking her hand in mine and gently resting the other on her baby bump. "I hope you and our daughter enjoy it." I winked playfully.

"I'm sure we'll love it. If it's anything like the pizza you made, it'll be a hit," she replied happily.

"My special pizza?" I asked, quirking an eyebrow.

"Yes, you brought me here to cook me pizza. Then..." She trailed off, a blush tinting her cheeks as she bit her lower lip.

"What happened then?" I inquired, curiosity piqued, as I gently cupped her cheek.

"Our first time," she murmured, cheeks flushing even deeper.

"Oh..." I grinned sheepishly. "I wish I remembered that day. Especially what happened after pizza," I confessed, my voice taking on a husky tone as I bit my lower lip suggestively.

She chuckled, a glint of amusement dancing in her eyes as she shook her head. "Even with amnesia, you're still the same Kayden."

"Hmm... And how am I?" I asked, a playful smirk tugging at my lips as I wrapped my arm around her waist, pulling her closer.

"A compulsive flirt," she replied mischievously, rolling her eyes.

"Old habits die hard," I commented arrogantly, shooting her a playful wink. She chuckled, thoroughly amused. "By the way, care to refresh my memory of that day? Maybe it'll help me get my memory back," I suggested huskily, trailing the back of my hand slowly across her cheek.

"You want to make me pizza?! But how about risotto?" she asked teasingly, arching an eyebrow.

"No, I don't. I plan to skip the pizza part," I replied with a mischievous grin.

"Hmm... If you say it can help..." she commented with a hint of seduction.

In an instant, our lips collided, igniting a fiery kiss.

I guided her towards the couch, our lips locked in a passionate embrace.

Hazel pulled back slightly, a wicked smile playing on her lips, before playfully pushing me onto the couch. I smirked, settling into the cushions. With a graceful motion, she reached out her hand, and with my assistance, she lowered herself beside me, her movements careful and deliberate, her gaze filled with desire.

"Are you sure?" I asked, my heart racing as I realized the goddess sitting between my legs had a plan.

She grinned devilishly, her hands moving to my belt. With precision, she unbuckled it, then unzipped my pants, her touch sending shivers down my spine as she caressed my shaft through my boxers.

A loud groan escaped my lips, and I called out her name hoarsely.

"Fuck!" I exclaimed, throwing my head back, my eyes squeezed shut as she freed my member and took it into her mouth.

I struggled to catch my breath as my goddess teased me relentlessly, sending my mind into a whirlwind of sensation. Grasping a handful of her hair, I cursed softly under my breath, shutting my eyes against the overwhelming intensity.

"Please..." I begged, my words interspersed with groans as I neared the edge, but Hazel showed no mercy. On the contrary, she quickened her pace, driving me wild with desire. "Haze...oh, gods..." I struggled to articulate, my voice reduced to a series of breathless moans as I tightened my grip on her hair, overcome by ecstasy.

Hazel shot me a mischievous glance, her hand firm on my throbbing length as she continued her tantalizing assault with her lips and tongue.

"Hazel..." I groaned, my head thrown back in ecstasy as I finally succumbed to the overwhelming pleasure, spilling into her waiting mouth.

She pulled back, a self-satisfied smile gracing her lips as she wiped the corner of her mouth. I watched the little temptress in a daze, my breaths coming heavily.

I grimaced, rubbing my temple as scenes flashed through my mind. With deep breaths, I unbuttoned the top buttons of my shirt, a sharp pain shooting through my head.

"Kayden? Are you okay?" Hazel's voice cut through my thoughts, her hands finding their way to my knees, her expression filled with concern.

I leaned forward, elbows resting on my thighs, cradling my head in my hands as memories flooded my mind: the moment I met Hazel, our dates, our first time together, our fights, each memory flickering past like scenes in a movie.

"Kade? You're scaring me. Are you feeling okay?" Hazel's voice trembled with panic as she rose cautiously, settling beside me on the couch.

"I... Yeah, I'm... I'm fine," I murmured, pressing my hands against my temples, attempting to steady myself with deep breaths.

"Are you sure?" Hazel's doubt lingered in her tone.

"Yeah... Yeah..." I nodded, meeting Hazel's gaze. Running a hand through my hair, I offered her a reassuring smile, cupping her cheek gently before leaning in to brush my lips against hers, savoring the sweetness of the moment with the love of my life.

I pulled back slightly, leaning my forehead against hers, gently caressing her cheek with affection.

"I want you," I confessed, gently pulling her onto my lap, guiding her to straddle me with a swift motion.

"You look pale, Kade. You should rest," she suggested, her hands resting on my chest, concern evident in her voice. "Or should I call a doctor?"

"No, I just want you. You're the only thing that makes me feel better," I confessed softly, stroking her cheek tenderly.

"I love you, Kade," she whispered, filling my heart with pure joy.

I flashed her a bright smile before leaning in to capture her inviting lips with mine.

She threaded her fingers through my hair, returning my kiss with equal fervor as I trailed my hands along her thighs, inching up her dress.

As my fingers reached her panties, I deftly hooked them under the lace bands and tore off her sexy thong, eliciting a gasp from her lips.

Once my shirt and the rest of our clothes were discarded, I peppered her neck and chest with kisses, reveling in the feel of her beneath my touch.

No words could capture the depth of my longing for her. With her finally in my arms, her love for me still strong, I felt whole again.

Unable to resist any longer, I enveloped her in my arms, lifting her gently as I eased into her. A soft gasp escaped her lips as she surrendered to the sensation, clutching onto my shoulders.

With a firm grasp on her hips, I marveled at the sight of my goddess as she began to move atop me, riding the waves of pleasure we shared.