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Claimed By The Billionaire At The Altar CHAPTER 96
KIMANI The shower washed away the last trace of travel and fireworks and midnight chaos. Warm water cascaded over my skin while sunlight filtered faintly through the frosted glass panels of the bathroom. Even in here, the island insisted on being present—the air carried a soft hint of salt, and somewhere beyond the walls I could hear distant waves folding into shore. When I stepped out, wrapping myself in one of the thick white towels, I felt lighter. Reset. The dressing room was immaculate. My luggage had been unpacked with surgical precision. My clothes hung arranged by color. Shoes lined the lower shelves. Accessories laid out neatly in velvet compartments. And then there were additional pieces I didn’t remember packing. Linen sets. Flowing dresses. Light fabrics in soft earth tones and coastal blues. I stared at them. He hadn’t just planned a trip. He had curated an environment. I chose something simple and effortless—a loose ivory linen shirt tucked lightly into high-
Claimed By The Billionaire At The Altar CHAPTER 95
KIMANI “Where are we?” The question slipped out of me in a breath, barely louder than the waves rolling against the shore below. Alaric stood in the doorway, watching me from across the room as dawn began to bleed into the horizon behind me. The sky was shifting from deep navy to soft gold, and the ocean stretched endlessly, calm and impossibly blue. He didn’t answer immediately. Instead, he walked toward me slowly, hands tucked into his pockets, expression composed in that infuriating way he had when he knew he’d succeeded in surprising me. “It’s a private island,” he said finally. I blinked. “A what?” “A private island.” I turned back toward the ocean as if it would suddenly confirm his words in bold lettering across the water. “You’re joking.” “I’m not.” I stared at him again, trying to gauge whether this was one of his dry, subtle jokes. It wasn’t. “You bought an island?” I asked carefully. “Yes.” “Like… bought bought?” “Yes.” My mouth opene
Claimed By The Billionaire At The Altar CHAPTER 94
KIMANI Leaving felt unreal. One moment we were wrapped in noise and fireworks, confetti still clinging to the floor and laughter echoing through the halls. The next, we were in the back of the car, the mansion gates sliding closed behind us as the city glowed in the distance. It was past midnight now. A new year. A new beginning. And apparently, a mystery. I leaned my head back against the seat and studied my husband in the dim interior lighting. He sat composed as ever, one hand resting casually over mine, the other holding his phone as he reviewed something for the third time tonight. “You’re still not going to tell me?” I asked. “No.” “That’s cruel.” “It’s strategic.” I narrowed my eyes at him. “You think I won’t guess?” “You won’t.” His confidence was annoying. And attractive. Mostly annoying. The car pulled into a private section of the airport, far from the commercial terminals. The runway lights stretched endlessly into the dark horizon. A sleek jet waited for
Claimed By The Billionaire At The Altar CHAPTER 93
KIMANIWe migrated back to the living room like a victorious army returning from battle—only our weapons had been whisks and spatulas, and the casualties were limited to flour-covered countertops and Alex’s wounded pride.The center table was now crowded with plates of pastries from every group. Our caramel tarts gleamed under the warm lights, Denise and Dominic’s croissants sat in perfect golden layers, Adrian and Zendaya’s red velvet cake looked straight out of a bakery window, and Ava and Malik’s chaotic brownie-cookie invention leaned slightly to one side but somehow held together. My dad’s simple sponge cake rested modestly among them, quietly dignified.The Christmas lights were still wrapped around the banister and glowing softly. Outside, the sky was dark but restless; faint pops of early fireworks echoed in the distance. It was a few minutes to midnight, and anticipation hummed in the room like static.Ava and Malik had stationed themselves on the rug directly in front of the
Claimed By The Billionaire At The Altar CHAPTER 92
KIMANI The plan was simple. Spend New Year’s Eve with family. Count down to midnight. Leave immediately for our honeymoon. Clean. Organized. Efficient. Very Alaric. It was the evening of December 31st, and once again the mansion was full. The Christmas decorations were still up, lights glowing warmly against the tall windows. Music hummed softly in the background, glasses clinked occasionally, and the energy in the room was restless—the kind that builds when everyone is waiting for midnight. Ava and Malik were seated cross-legged on the rug, aggressively writing New Year’s resolutions in matching leather notebooks. “I’m going to wake up at five a.m. every day,” Malik declared. “You wake up at eleven on weekends,” Ava replied without looking up. “That’s because I’m conserving energy.” “For what? Causing problems?” He ignored her and kept writing. I leaned against the arm of the couch, watching them with mild amusement. “You two know you’ll abandon those in a week.” “Excu
Claimed By The Billionaire At The Altar CHAPTER 91
KIMANI It was the morning of Christmas. And for once… it was quiet. Suspiciously quiet. Alaric and I were still in bed, tangled in warm sheets and softer silence. Our room was soundproof—one of Alaric’s many “necessary architectural decisions”—which meant whatever disaster was unfolding downstairs had not yet reached us. The world outside could burn and we would not know. I was curled into him, my cheek resting against his chest, his arm heavy and secure around my waist. The sunlight filtered through the curtains in soft golden streaks, warming the edge of the bed. We were both awake. Neither of us had moved. Alaric brushed his thumb lazily against my side. “Should we leave the house to them?” I tilted my head up to look at him. His hair was slightly tousled, his expression calm in a way that only existed inside these walls. No CEO composure. No guarded stillness. Just him. “You want to escape?” I asked. He nodded once. “I’m sure it’s chaos down there.” He didn’t deny i
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