The CEO’s Masked Secret Wife novel Chapter 37

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Hazel’s POV

I woke up feeling deliciously sore in places that reminded me just how thoroughly Liam had claimed me last night. The morning light filtered through the curtains, casting a golden glow across Liam’s sleeping form beside me.

My heart swelled as I took in his handsome face, relaxed in sleep. No furrowed brow, no tension in his jaw. Just peace. I resisted the urge to trace my fingers along his strong jawline, not wanting to wake him yet.

Last night had been… incredible. Earth-shattering. Life-changing. Every cliché

applied, and yet none seemed adequate to describe what we’d shared.

Liam’s eyes fluttered open, those unique violet-blue eyes focusing on me. A slow smile spread across his face.

“Morning,” he murmured, voice husky from sleep.

“Morning,” I whispered back, suddenly shy despite our intimacy.

He reached out, tucking a strand of hair behind my ear. “You’re even more beautiful in the morning light.”

Heat rushed to my cheeks. “Smooth talker.”

“Just honest.” He pulled me closer, pressing a soft kiss to my lips. “How are you feeling?”

“Good. Really good.”

His hand traced lazy patterns on my bare back. “I’ve been thinking.”

“Dangerous,” I teased.

Liam chuckled, the sound rumbling from deep in his chest. “I want to make this official, Hazel.”

My breath caught. “Official?”

He shifted, propping himself up on one elbow to look directly into my eyes. “I want you

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to be mine. Exclusively. I want to be a part of your life-yours and Leo’s. No hiding, no keeping secrets.”

My heart hammered against my ribs. “Are you sure? This isn’t just about the amazing

sex?”

“The sex is definitely amazing,” he admitted with a grin that quickly softened into something more serious. “But no, this is about how you make me feel. How I’ve felt since that first day in my office. I want to build something real with you, Hazel.”

Tears pricked at my eyes. “I want that too.”

He pulled me into a passionate kiss that quickly escalated. His hands roamed my body, awakening every nerve ending. I melted into him, surrendering to the fire that always ignited between us.

Later, as we showered together-which led to another round of lovemaking against the tile wall-reality started to sink in.

“I should get home to Leo,” I said, watching Liam button his shirt. “Chloe’s probably wondering where I am.”

“I’ll drive you,” he offered immediately. “I’d like to meet your son properly, if that’s

okay.”

My stomach fluttered with nervous excitement. “You really want to meet him?”

“Of course I do.” He took my hands in his. “He’s part of you, which means he’s important to me.”

I nodded, overwhelmed by his sincerity. “Then yes, I’d like that.”

The drive to my apartment was filled with comfortable conversation and occasional stolen glances. Liam’s hand rested on my thigh, a casual possessiveness that made me

feel cherished rather than owned.

As we approached my door, nerves fluttered in my stomach. “Leo can be shy with new people sometimes.”

Liam squeezed my hand. “No pressure. We’ll take it at his pace.”

I unlocked the door and stepped inside. “Chloe? We’re back!”

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Chloe appeared from the kitchen, eyebrows shooting up at the sight of Liam. A

knowing smirk spread across her face. “Well, well, look who’s doing the walk of shame in style.”

“Chloe!” I hissed, mortified.

Liam chuckled beside me. “Liam Sterling,” he introduced himself, extending a hand. “You must be the famous Chloe.”

“The one and only.” She shook his hand. “Hurt my friend and they’ll never find body.”

“Duly noted,” he replied, seemingly unfazed by her threat.

A small pattering of feet interrupted us. “Mommy!”

your

Leo barreled into the room and straight into my arms. I scooped him up, peppering his face with kisses. “Hey, baby! Were you good for

Aunt Chloe?”

“Uh-huh.” He nodded vigorously before his gaze shifted to Liam. Curiosity brightened

his small face.

“Leo, this is Mommy’s friend, Mr. Sterling,” I said gently.

Liam knelt down to Leo’s eye level as I set my son on his feet. “Hi there, Leo. You can

call me Liam if you want.”

Leo regarded him solemnly for a moment. Then, without warning, he reached out and touched Liam’s face. “You’re tall.”

Liam laughed. “Yes, I am.”

“Do you want to see my cars?” Leo asked suddenly.

I blinked in surprise. Leo was usually reserved around strangers, taking time to warm up to them. Yet here he was, instantly comfortable with Liam.

“I’d love to see your cars,” Liam responded warmly.

Leo grabbed Liam’s hand, tugging him toward the living room where his toys were scattered. My heart nearly burst watching how naturally Liam followed, listening intently as my son babbled about his favorite toy vehicles.

/Chloe sidled up

beside me. “Well, that was easy.”

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“Too easy,” I murmured, watching in amazement as Liam sat cross-legged on the floor, fully engaged in Leo’s elaborate explanation of his car collection.

“Holy shit,” Chloe whispered suddenly.

“What?”

“Look at them, Hazel. Really look.”

I frowned, turning my attention back to the pair. Leo was giggling as Liam made engine noises, zooming a red sports car across the carpet. They looked so natural together, as if-

My breath caught. Side by side, the resemblance was striking. The same strong jawline, though Leo’s was still softened by baby fat. The same shape to their foreheads. And those eyes-identical, unmistakable violet-blue eyes.

“It’s just a coincidence,” I whispered, but uncertainty crept into my

voice.

Chloe shot me a skeptical look. “You know how rare that eye color is? And combined with the rest of it? They could be father and—’

“Stop,” I cut her off. “It’s not possible.”

“Are you sure about that? Because-”

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“Dinner!” I announced loudly, cutting her off. “Who’s hungry?”

We ordered pizza, and the evening passed in a pleasant blur. Liam charmed Chloe with his dry wit, played enthusiastically with Leo, and kept finding excuses to touch me—a hand at the small of my back, fingers brushing mine as he passed me a plate, a quick kiss when no one was looking.

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