The Perfect Husband's Secret novel Chapter 128

Chapter 109 

The doors open to a foyer, on one side it has floor–to–ceiling windows overlooking New York 

and the other side has big, black double doors. 

“Look at New York.” Gabriel walks over to the window with Lucia in his arms, they stare out over the twinkling lights way down below. “Isn’t she beautiful?” 

Dom pulls me back by the hand, he’s scared. 

It’s okay, baby.” I smile. I edge us closer to the window. “Look at the lights, isn’t it pretty.” 

His little eyes roam over the view, and he frowns. “Well…where is it?” “Where’s what?” 

Gabriel asks. 

“The big apple.” 

Gabriel lets out a deep belly laugh, and it brings with it a tingle to my spine. He has the 

most beautiful laugh; I don’t hear it often enough. 

“There isn’t actually an apple here.” He smiles, his eyes twinkle with delight. 

“Well…why do you call it the big apple?” Dominic replies. 

“It’s just a nickname.” 

Dominic’s eyebrows flick up. “That’s dumb, what has this place got anything to do with 

apples?” 

Gabriel laughs again, and I giggle too. “You do have a fair point.” Gabriel goes to the big 

black doors and scans his finger and then presses in a code on the PIN pad. The door clicks in release and he pushes it open. 

We are hit in the face with the opulent luxury of a huge living room. The furniture is all cream with black trimmings, a gigantic black–and–cream rug is on the floor, and behind it are floor–to–ceiling windows looking over New York. 

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Whoa.” Dominic’s and Lucia’s eyes widen as they peer in. 

Holy fuck. 

Holy fucking fuck. 

This penthouse is new. I thought his last one was over–the–top beautiful. 

This one is astronomical. 

There are big cream floor lamps and a black square coffee table in the center that is 

adorned with beautiful ornaments. I get a vision of a ball being kicked and smashing “everything to smithereens. 

Oh hell…those need to be packed away stat. 

“Come this way.” He bends down and picks up Dominic too and walks ahead of me. “Out here is our kitchen.” We walk through to a huge cream marble kitchen, what the hell…the island bench must be seven meters long. “And over here is our living room.” He brings us through to another living room, and my eyes widen; this living room is as big as the entire bottom floor of my house. “And this is our garden.” He pushes a button and the glass doors 

all begin to slide open. 

“What the…?” I frown. 

There’s a great big yard complete with a swimming pool. A full garden at the top of a skyscraper with grass and everything? Just…what the hell? 

I’m flabbergasted. 

“A pool?” Dominic yells. 

“And it’s heated, you can go for a swim now if you like.” Lucia’s eyes are the size of saucers 

as she looks around. 

“Down here is the theater room and the gym, my office and a guest bedroom and bathroom,” he says casually as he walks down the corridor. “There’s a bar room.” 

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