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Chapter Twenty-NineMac and Grace stepped outside their front door with their attorney, Michael Stone, to face the throngs of reporters. It was time to set the record straight about Alice.“Holy hell,” Grace said under her breath. “Why are all of these people here?”“You are a power couple in the business world, and people find you both very interesting,” Michael said, holding his hand up to quiet the crowd.“Good afternoon. My name is Michael Stone, and I’m the legal representation for Mr. and Mrs. Stewart. They have agreed to make a statement and then answer a few brief questions, after which they kindly ask you to vacate the premises and stop blocking traffic on 63rd Street.”The group settled down and listened as Mac stepped forward.“As you know, my name is McKinley Stewart; I’m the CEO of Stewart Enterprises, a Global Informational Technology firm. For nearly ten years, Alice King was my executive administrator and essential to my organization. When I traveled for business, I relied on her to keep things running smoothly in New York.”Mac felt himself relax a bit as he continued. “Last year, I hired Grace Remy as my travel assistant and quickly promoted her to Acquisitions Liaison due to her incredible business sense and ability to speak multiple languages. Over time, my respect and admiration for her grew, and we fell in love. We eventually married, at which time I promoted her to COO and made her a full partner, as she was more than qualified for the position that I’d left open for many years. Grace has been a remarkable asset to the company.”He nodded at Grace, who returned his smile. “While traveling in Europe, Ms. King expressed great displeasure when Grace and I became more than business associates and tried several times to discourage our relationship. I didn’t recognize her actions as jealousy, although my very astute wife did, and I continued to believe that I could trust Alice to do her job. It eventually became apparent that this was not the case, and her employment was terminated. Since then, she has tried to find ways to discredit my wife and cause trouble for us.”Michael raised his eyebrows at Grace as if to say that Alice was causing trouble was an understatement. She would have laughed if this wasn’t such a serious moment.“Since I never had a physical relationship with Ms. King, it would be impossible for me to be the father of her child. Therefore, we believe this is another attempt on her part to strike out and create negative attention for our firm and us.”Grace took over from there. “It’s no secret that Ms. King dislikes me intensely and, despite my qualifications and job experience, felt that I did not belong with McKinley or Stewart Enterprises. Her many attempts at trying to come between us have been unsuccessful, and I imagine that is frustrating for her. Fabricating a story that my husband was her former lover and recently returned to her bed does not make it so. Mr. Stone will be handling the legalities, but a DNA test will bursa escort be requested and will prove that her child, if she is indeed pregnant at all, does not belong to Mac. Additional legal action for defamation may be taken if necessary. Ms. King should think carefully before spouting any more lies about our family or business.”Michael stepped forward again. “We will take a couple of questions; please make them good ones.”“Mark Cornwall, The Villager. How can you be so certain that the child is not yours? Or is that why you need a DNA test?”Before Mac could answer, Grace spoke up. “Were you listening when my husband said he never had a physical relationship with her? That means he did not have sex with her. The DNA test is being requested to show tangible proof that she is lying.”“Selina Martinez, Chelsea Now. What if Alice King refuses a DNA test?”Grace resisted the temptation to roll her eyes. “Then that will speak volumes, won’t it?”“Dylan Bainbridge, The Manhattan Express. How will this affect your business partnership and marriage?”Mac took that question. “The only way this affects us is that we have to address this nonsense to make you all clear our street.”“Trisha Norton, New York Times. What type of trouble has she caused you in the past?”“My clients don’t feel it necessary to dredge up Ms. King’s past behavior,” Michael answered quickly.“Debbie Farnsworth, ABC 7 Action News. If Ms. King’s baby isn’t yours, whose is it?”Mac’s brows furrowed, but Grace fielded this question. “We aren’t privy to Ms. King’s private life. We have no way of knowing the answer to that question.”“Marilynn Sanders, USA Today. What do you think Alice King hopes to accomplish with this farce?”Grace shot the savvy reporter a grin. “I can’t tell you what’s going on inside Ms. King’s head, but like every attempt to insert herself between Mac and me, I imagine she hopes to drive a wedge between us. I guess I had hoped by now that she would grow tired of being unsuccessful and give up her vindictive scheming. Mac and I are very much in love and devoted to each other and our son. So, with that, we thank you for your time. Any further questions can be directed to Mr. Stone.”As they entered the house, Grace turned back for a moment and said, “I used to feel sorry for her. It can be hard to be in love with someone who isn’t in love with you. I’ve been dealt that card in my past, which was devastating. But the only thing my husband is guilty of is not returning her feelings and being naïvely kind enough to meet with her recently to accept her apology, only for her to strike out yet again. But I promise you, Alice King has played her last card. We are done with her nonsense.”The corners of Michael’s mouth twitched, but he resisted the smile that threatened to bust out on his face. Grace was formidable, and watching her shut down the crowd was entertaining.“Well, that went well,” she said as she pushed the up button to call the elevator. “If it’s all the same to you, bursa escort bayan I’m going to head up and check on DJ, and then I’m going to take a shower to wash my stress away.”Mac nodded, a little disappointed; he had planned to talk her into a quickie. Her strength in addressing the press had stirred his loins, and he hoped he could convince her to engage in some makeup sex.As Grace got on the elevator, she turned and gave Mac a wicked grin. “You’re welcome to join me as long as you bring that bulge in your pants with you.”He blushed and gave her a goofy grin. “Well, the least I can do is wash your back.” Chapter ThirtyMoments later, he stood naked with her while the water rained down on them as their bodies moved together in heated passion.“There’s no one, Grace, not a single soul who could ever make me feel the way you do. You’re my world.”“And you’re mine.”He touched her everywhere and made her body hum with desire and need. Fingers probed her while she held onto his neck as if her life depended on it. Her first climax brought tears of relief and joy. Those emotions weren’t lost on Mac. He held onto her, nuzzled her neck, and whispered promises of fidelity and devotion before sliding into her and sending her over the edge again.He pinned her against the wall as she wrapped her legs around him. “Mine,” he said as he thrust into her. “You’re mine, and I’m yours. Nothing anyone can say or do will ever change that. No one can come between us or ever tear us apart.”He continued to move inside her as quakes of orgasm shook her body again and again.“I love you, Mac. I love you and need you; never let me go.”Every thrust and caress cemented their bond. And when he sent her over again, this time, he fell with her.With their stress now at bay, Mac wrapped Grace in a big, fluffy towel and held her in his arms. Kissing the top of her head, he said, “I’m sorry I didn’t think about how Alice would twist things…”“Shh,” Grace interrupted with a kiss. It was passionate, slow, and sweet.Mac felt relief wash over him. She knew his heart and trusted him. Yes, she’d been hurt and angry (and rightfully so), but her faith in him was solid.“Let’s be done with Alice today, okay? Let Michael handle her. She’s not worth any more of our time or energy,” Grace said. “Let’s get dressed and head to the fourth floor. I’ve got some ideas for a play area for DJ and any future little Stewarts.”Mac’s heart leapt. The idea of more kids with Grace appealed to him. Their eyes met, and he knew that this project was her way of saying their future was secure and that she was in this for the long haul. He took her hand and felt his eyes well up with tears when he said, “Thank you for being my amazing Grace and my rock. I couldn’t do this life without you.”Grace smiled; her eyes were misty too. “Yes, you could; it just wouldn’t be as fun or interesting. For better or worse, Mac, they aren’t just words for either of us. This is a little bump in the road; we’ve weathered escort bursa bigger storms before. I know I said no more talk of Alice today, but for what it’s worth, I never once believed you would cheat on me. I just hated the idea that you let Alice creep back into our lives. You’re a good man with a kind heart, and she is a vile, evil witch. She may never stop trying to destroy us, but this time, she was foolish to bring it into the public eye. She can’t prove what isn’t true and will reveal herself as the villain.”They spent the next hours looking at ideas on Pinterest and sketches that Grace had drawn.“How did I not know that one of your many talents was being artistically inclined?” Mac asked as he marveled over the drawings.Grace’s smile made him sigh. It used to rattle him when he’d discover things he didn’t know about his wife. But not this time; he was genuinely pleased that she could put ideas that she envisioned to paper.“Do you think this area will be big enough?” he asked. Grace planned to convert the Fourth Level Utility room into a play area.“It’s more of a storage space with some play space,” she explained. “With the clear plastic tubs organizing the toys, DJ can take the bin on the floor in here or in the library with me and then return it to the shelf when playtime is over. Well, when he’s bigger, that is. We’d obviously have to help with the bins for a while.”He loved the idea that the toys would be accessible but organized. “As long as you don’t think we need to convert a bedroom into a playroom.”“No, I’d hate to lose the guest room space. Besides, this system allows us to have him play wherever we hang out. And it will work for any future kids as well.”“So, when do you want to start this little project?” he asked, resting his hand on her belly.Grace raised an eyebrow. “The playroom? Soon. The little brother or sister? Let’s wait until DJ is a bit older so we can enjoy some travel time before we try for number two.”Mac let his hand slide down to her thigh. “Or maybe, we try for the next baby while we travel next year. There’s something naughty about the idea of planting my seed in you at any given time.”Grace laughed. “You might have a point there, as it could take a bit to get pregnant. But we will have to plan carefully since it can take five or six months to conceive after stopping the shots. But we can spend a lot of time practicing.”That night, after DJ was sleeping, Mac took Grace by the hand and said, “Follow me.”Grace was puzzled but did as he asked and walked up the spiral stairs from their terrace to the rooftop. Her eyes lit up when she saw candles flickering on the dining table with a portable bed.“The shower sex earlier was amazing, but I felt like makeup sex needed to be romantic this time,” Mac said as he turned on soft music. “Dance with me.”As they swayed in the moonlight, Grace rested her head on Mac’s shoulder and sighed. Suddenly, she remembered a Daddy/Daughter dance when she was a little girl where her father had said, “Someday, Punkin, we’ll dance at your wedding. And the man whose hand you take to be your husband, if he’s good enough for you, will romance you with candles and moonlight. Never settle for anything less, my sweet girl.”

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