Life in the mansion had settled into a blissful rhythm of forbidden ecstasy and domestic joy. The twins, Eli and Noah, were thriving—getting chubbier and squishier by the day, their round cheeks even more pinchable, their little bellies full from Stiles’s endless supply of rich, sweet milk. They gurgled happily during feedings, their dark eyes sparkling like their father’s, non-identical but both perfect copies of Derek in miniature. Stiles glowed brighter than ever, her white skin radiant from the daily fuckings—Derek claiming her every morning, night, and stolen moment in between, his thick cock stretching her holes, his mouth drinking her dry, leaving her body humming with satisfaction. Derek was happier too, his kind nature amplified by the secret love blooming in his chest, the business empire running smoother under his steady hand, all while he reveled in Stiles’s sweetness and slutty submission.