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Emily POV

Roman and I swayed to the gentle rhythm of our private dance, I couldn't help but feel an overwhelming sense of contentment. It was in these quiet moments, away from the demands of leadership and the chaos of the world, that I truly cherished our love.

The moonlight filtered through the curtains, casting a silvery glow on Roman's face. His eyes, those deep pools of strength and compassion, held mine in a steady, unwavering gaze. With every step of our dance, I felt his love enveloping me, a protective shield against the uncertainties of life.

I rested my head on his chest, listening to the steady rhythm of his heart. It was a comforting sound, a reminder that I was home, safe in his arms. His scent, a mixture of the forest, earth, and something uniquely his own, filled my senses, and I inhaled deeply, committing it to memory.

"Emily," he murmured, his voice a soft caress in the stillness of the night. "There's something I want to share with you."

I looked up at him, curiosit