CHAPTER 107: A BOND FORGED IN CONCRETE

Later that night, after Nate was tucked into bed, Samantha and Jake sat on the balcony, the city lights twinkling below them. Jake poured them a glass of wine each, and they toasted to their future. "To new beginnings," Samantha said, lifting her glass. "To us," Jake added, his gaze locked with hers. "Remember when you started this journey?" Jake said in a calm voice. Samantha smiled, her gaze fixed on the horizon. "How could I forget? We were still fighting, practically strangers until you did what you did, Mr. Michael Jake. You were always using Money to buy things." Jake chuckled, a deep, resonant sound that made Samantha's heart flutter. "Strangers with a contract, trying to navigate both a marriage and a business partnership." Samantha turned to face him, her face taking note of his dark hair that had started showing some grey roots. "We did pretty well. Jake gazes into her eyes, and he cupped her cheek gently. "More than well. We've built something incredible out here,