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The past
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2026-05-18 00:07:15
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Claimed by the billionaire The past
ELIZABETH POV Hope and I were in the grocery store, walking down the aisles picking up what we needed. She looked like a little star in her black hoodie, grey joggers, and Chanel shades. It was funny how much her style had changed. My baby used to be obsessed with bright colors and anything strawberry. Now if I bought her a strawberry dress she’d look at me like I didn’t like her anymore. “Mum, can we grab some peanut butter too?” she asked, tilting her shades up. “Yes, baby. Anything you want.” I was busy looking for formula for Daniella when shouting suddenly erupted from the next aisle. “Thief!” “That’s a thief!” People started running, chasing whoever it was. I moved to push Hope out of the way when a shoulder slammed into me hard, trying to shove past. Pain shot through my arm. I winced, stumbling. Hope was beside me in a second, small hands gently holding my arm. “Lizzie?” The voice I hadn’t heard in years spoke. The thief. It wasn’t a man. It was Jessica. My
Claimed by the billionaire Epilogue three
ELIZABETH POV “Oh my god, Tess, are you crying?” I asked, grabbing her cheeks. Her makeup was already ruined, mascara running down her face. “I’m trying not to…” she hiccuped, sniffing hard. “Why are you crying? Is it because I came late? I’m sorry, you know how the kids are—” She slapped my arm lightly, cutting me off. “I’m just too happy, nothing more. I can’t believe I’m doing this. I’m getting married to the love of my life.” She giggled through her tears. “Remember when I used to think he hated me? I was so scared to confess how much I loved him.” I smiled, thinking back. We had all thought Alexander didn’t care about relationships. But after they hooked up at Euphoria, he couldn’t get enough of her. He was whipped. Even when he was supposed to marry someone else, he couldn’t let Tessa go. It caused a lot of twists and turns, but they made it. “I remember everything. You two have been through so much together. This is your day, make the best of it.” I grabbed the mak
Claimed by the billionaire Our life (Epilogue 2)
ELIZABETH POV “Christian, for fuck’s sake, can you not do this right now?” I grunted as his lips found my neck, nibbling that sensitive spot that always made my knees weak. My body arched into him anyway, heat pooling low, but we were already thirty minutes late for Tessa and Alexander’s wedding. This was not the time. “It won’t take long,” he murmured, his voice rough. “Just five minutes.” His hands were already sliding inside my Dior custom silver dress, fingers greedy, pushing the fabric up my thighs. I had just put the dress on, and somehow my husband couldn’t keep his hands off me. Tessa was finally marrying her forever crush, and we were about to miss it because Christian couldn’t behave. “Christian, we are not—” My words cut off in a moan when his fingers found my panties, stroking my already wet pussy through the lace. Four years married and this man still set me on fire every single time. “Fucking hell, you’re so wet, wife,” he hissed. In one swift mo
Claimed by the billionaire Epilogue 1
Two Years Later Elizabeth POV “Christian, I swear to God I’m going to break your head when you get back home.” I whined on the phone. “Red, I’m on a business trip and you wouldn’t stop calling me. Don’t be a dramatic ass, I’ll be back home before you know it.” He told me, and I can picture him trying to bite back laughter. “And when is that going to be Mr. Reed? Your kids are after my life, especially Leo! He only wants you around.” Yes. We had a son. Leo, he’s just two but he’s a mini Christian. Just this morning, he refused to eat his breakfast because I cut his toast into triangles instead of squares like Christian does. Triangles! Then he tried to unlock Christian’s study for the fifth time this week, nearly toppling over a vase in the hallway. When I caught him, he looked at me with those gray eyes—Christian’s eyes—and said “Daddy” like I was the problem. Christian let out a rumble of laughter, and it did something to me. It’s crazy after all this while I still can
Claimed by the billionaire The reeds
ELIZABETH POV Two months had passed since my father was locked away. I would have been lying if I said I wasn’t satisfied. After what he did to Christian’s mother, I saw him as nothing but evil. If Christian had killed him, I wouldn’t have been mad—just didn’t want that blood on his hands. The funniest part? Society painted Christian as a monster—ruthless, cold, dangerous. They never saw this: him in the kitchen, apron tied loose, dishing Hope’s scrambled eggs while she chattered about her toy dinosaur’s “superpowers.” He listened like it was the most important briefing of his life, nodding, asking, “So the T-Rex could fly now?” Hope giggled, mouth full. The sight melted me. He was freaking adorable. I had hated him when I first moved in, I hated the walls, the rules, the man. Now? I was completely whipped. I had pulled out the soft in him, the part buried under years of armor. And he had done the same for me. I’m utterly in love with him. “Can you pass the butter?” Christia
Claimed by the billionaire It’s over
CHRISTIAN POV I sat in the front row, knuckles digging into my thighs, every muscle locked. Matthew Davenport stood at the table, recorder in hand, the one Elizabeth slipped him last night after she’d played Harper like a cheap violin. She wasn’t in the building. I’d made her stay home, locked the gates myself, told her if Harper’s eyes even landed on her today I’d lose it. She’d rolled her eyes, kissed me hard, said, “Finish it, Christian.” Then she walked out. That was her being smart. That was her being safe. The judge, a thick-necked man with a buzz cut and zero patience, slammed his gavel. “Play the tape.” Matthew pressed the button. Harper’s voice filled the room, thin, panicked, recorded in his own study. “I did it. We all had a piece of Christian’s mother—Paul, Robert, Rick. Two, three times a week when Paul got bored.” Gasps punched the air. Jurors jerked back. Harper bolted upright, chair screeching across the floor. “That bitch set me up!” I was over the
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