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156. اخترتِ أن تؤذيني
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70 Days With The Wrong Billionaire 156. اخترتِ أن تؤذيني
مرت الأسبوع في المنزل الزجاجي المنعزل بسلام. لمدة سبعة أيام، استمتعت آريا ونوح بوجودهما وحدهما معًا، بعيدًا عن الإعلام، ومشاكل العمل، وكل شيء آخر حدث. بحلول الوقت الذي حزما فيه حقائبهما للعودة إلى مقر عائلة كينغ الرئيسي، كانا قد وضعا أخيرًا مشاكلهما الأخيرة خلفهما. جلبت عودتهما الكثير من الإثارة. أنهى السيد زاي فحصه النهائي لريمي وأكد أن السم العصبي اختفى تمامًا من نظام الولد. بانتهاء عمله، حزم الطبيب أغراضه وعاد إلى قريته. خلال عشاء العائلة الأول بعد العودة إلى القصر، كان الجميع يتحدثون ويضحكون. جلس ريمي بسعادة بجانب آريا، يأكل طعامه. ثم رفع رأسه فجأة إليها. «ماما؟ أريد طفلًا.» سقطت غرفة الطعام بأكملها في صمت. اختنقت آريا بمائها وبدأت تسعل. احمر وجهها وهي تحدق في ابنها السباعي. «ر-ريمي! ماذا قلتَ للتو؟» جلس بجانبها نوح هادئًا تمامًا. انتشرت ابتسامة متغطرسة على وجهه بينما استمر يأكل، يستمتع بوضوح بإحراجها. «منطق جيد»، قال، يأخذ رشفة من النبيذ. انفجرت ناعومي في الضحك. «أوه، عزيزتي، لا تبدي مصدومة هكذا! كان وحيدًا منذ أخذت دايزي ليلي إلى المنزل. اعتاد على وجود طف
70 Days With The Wrong Billionaire YOU CHOSE TO HURT ME
The week at the secluded glass house passed peacefully.For seven days, Aria and Noah enjoyed being alone together, away from the media, business troubles, and everything else that had happened. By the time they packed their bags to return to the main King estate, they had finally put their recent troubles behind them.Their return brought plenty of excitement.Master Zay had finished his final checkup on Remy and confirmed that the neurotoxin was completely gone from the boy's system. With his work done, the doctor packed his things and returned to his village.During their first family dinner back at the mansion, everyone was chatting and laughing. Remy sat happily beside Aria, eating his food. Then, he suddenly looked up at her."Mommy? I want a baby."The entire dining room fell silent.Aria choked on her water and began coughing. Her face turned red as she stared at her seven-year-old son."R-Remy! What did you just say?"Sitting beside her, Noah remained perfectly calm. A smug s
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Aria woke to the scent of food and the presence of someone watching her.Noah sat on the edge of the mattress, already dressed in low-slung black sweatpants, a tray balanced carefully in his hands. Scrambled eggs with herbs, thick slices of buttered sourdough, crisp bacon, and a small bowl of cut fruit. Steam still rose from the coffee. He had even added a single purple flower in a tiny glass.Aria blinked at him, body heavy and deliciously sore. The night had been endless rounds of claiming and being claimed. Even in the shower he had taken her again—slow at first, then harder—before cleaning her gently. She half-remembered the cool smear of ointment between her legs while she drifted in and out of consciousness.Seeing his handsome face softened by morning light, she grinned.“You made breakfast.”“I need to feed my queen, don’t I?” Noah’s voice was low, still rough from sleep and everything they had done. He set the tray across her lap and lifted a forkful of eggs to her lips hims
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The last of the formal congratulations blurred together. Aria’s cheeks ached from smiling. Compliment after compliment washed over her—her dress, the proposal, the way Noah had looked at her as if the rest of the world were optional. He stayed glued to her side through most of it, a possessive hand at the small of her back, thumb occasionally stroking the curve of her waist in a way that made concentration difficult. Only when one of his partners finally dragged him away for a brief conversation did the space around her fill with curious, envious women. “He’s looking over here again,” one of them sighed, half-laughing. “Where do you even find a man like that, Aria? I need the address.” Aria only smiled, polite and distant. Internally the answer rose unbidden and sharp. At my lowest, she thought. On the worst day of my life. And I did not find him—I crashed into him.
70 Days With The Wrong Billionaire 153. TOOK YOU LONG ENOUGH
Aria stared down at him, overwhelmed by the weight of his words. His confession was cheesy, embarrassingly possessive, and so full of love that her heart could barely contain it. Tears blurred her vision, but she couldn't stop smiling. Before Noah could even take the ring out of its box, Aria dropped the bouquet and threw her arms around his neck, nearly knocking him off balance. "You idiot!" she sobbed, a breathless laugh escaping her as she buried her face in his shoulder. "It took you long enough!" Cheers and laughter erupted from the guests behind the glass, followed by a thunderous round of applause. Noah caught her around the waist and rose to his feet, lifting her effortlessly. He spun her around, drawing a delighted squeal from her before bringing his lips down on hers. The kiss was fierce and unrestrained, filled with all the love and longing they had carried through their years apart. The crowd whistled and cheered louder, and the music swelled as the glass doors
70 Days With The Wrong Billionaire 152. END MY SUFFERING, PRINCESS
Aria didn't care about her hair scattering across her damp shoulders, or the smudge of makeup she surely wore. Nothing else mattered except the seven-year-old boy who held her to this world. She slammed her hand against the doors, shoving them open with a harsh, echoing crash— And froze dead in her tracks. The air left her lungs entirely. Not because of a tragedy, but because of a staggering, sensory-shattering beauty. The vast conservatory had been transformed into a dreamlike sanctuary. Thousands of cascading candles floated in glass pools, and violet orchids climbed up the pillars, illuminated by the glow of the night sky overhead. Cameras flashed from the shadows, capturing every expression of stunned disbelief on her face. And standing right in the center of the floral sea, bathed in red light, was her family. Mamie stood at the front, a gent
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JAMIE'S POV From the center of the stage, even with the flashing cameras going off like gunfire, I still found her. Aria. And damn, she looked unreal. Aria had always been beautiful. Not just pretty but dangerously beautiful. People stare too long when they see her, I have to glare at them to sh
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