Semua Bab Claimed By The Alpha Billionaire: Bab 31 - Bab 40

Aria woke with a slow, confused inhale, her body was warm, too warm, and it was wrapped in something strong, heavy, and entirely unfamiliar. Her lashes fluttered open as she realized she wasn’t just cocooned in heat, she was wrapped in him.Her back was pressed to his chest, his arm a solid band of muscle slung tightly around her waist, anchoring her to him. She blinked into the soft gray light pouring through the high windows. His scent surrounded her, dark, woodsy, laced with something wild and masculine that made her stomach twist in ways she didn’t want to examine.But it wasn’t just his scent that caused her body to react. It was the hard, thick ridge of his cock pressed against the curve of her ass.Her breath hitched.His grip tightened around her reflexively in his sleep, dragging her closer until there wasn’t a sliver of space left between them. His hips shifted slightly in his dreams, and the pressure of him against her became impossible to ignore. She remembered then, Kier

They warmed up quickly and set off running together down a trail, beginning along a path that curved through dappled sunlight, wildflowers peeking through the grass. They greeted a passing deer on the verge, birds chirped overhead, the world alive around them, it was the most beautiful place she had ever seen. She supposed there were worse places to be kidnapped.As they ran, Aria tested the waters, wanting to seek information, but not wanting to push too hard so that word would get back to Kieran. “So… how long have you lived here?”Lena laughed softly. “Born and raised.” Nyah’s tone warmed. “I came from another pa– community, I came here when I met Thorne.”When Aria asked about their marriages, the two women exchanged soft glances.“I married Rafe five years ago. We met on my twenty-first birthday. We knew we were fated to be that day,” Lena said with a fond shake of her head.Nyah’s voice softened. “Two years married now.”Aria tilted her head. “You said ‘fated,’ like… meant to b

His face displayed his fury clearly, the beautiful blue of his eyes was missing. She barely had time to take a breath before he was on her.With one of his strong hands gripping her waist and the other was catching her wrist mid swing, he hauled her up like she weighed nothing and threw her across the room onto the bed with a thud. The impact sent her towel slipping up her thighs, baring one hip completely. She scrambled trying to make sure she was still at least covered a s much as possible, her breath was caught in her throat, but before she could move again, his body followed.He came down over her like a storm, heavy, solid, radiating heat and dominance. His thighs straddled hers, pressing her down into the mattress, and his hand caught both of her wrists, wrenching them above her head and holding them there in a single large fist. The position stretched her body beneath him, her towel barely clinging to the upper curves of her chest. Cool air licked across her damp skin.Her hea

Aria sat on the edge of the bed for what felt like an eternity, the weight of what had just happened pressing down on her chest like a stone. The sheets beneath her were still rumpled from where he’d pinned her. The air still tasted of tension, of heat, of confusion. Her towel clung to her damp skin, barely covering the places where his hands had been, his voice, his presence, still echoing in her mind.She hated the way her body remembered him. Worse still was that she hated the flicker of guilt warming her chest.That moment, when his eyes shifted from blazing gold to that cool, stormy blue, when he had wiped her tears with such heartbreaking softness. She hadn't expected that.And then he’d left. With just disappointment, quiet and heavy, leaving one simple request. That had shaken her more than anything else. Not the fury, not the aggression, but the hurt in his eyes. Like he’d genuinely meant the gift. Like her rejection had really mattered to him."God," she muttered to herself

The hallway was silent, except for the muted thud of Aria’s footsteps as she continued her quiet exploration of the mansion. After the chaos of that morning, after the anger, the overwhelming tension, and the strange tenderness that followed, she’d needed the stillness. She’d needed time to collect her thoughts. And even if her body still hummed with the ghost of Kieran’s touch, her mind was doing everything it could to forget.She pushed open another door, expecting maybe a bathroom or another overly decorated lounge. But as she stepped inside, her breath caught. It was a library. The most stunning library she had ever seen, like the one you would see in a fairytale.There was not just a few shelves thrown together for aesthetic, this room was vast, stretching wide and tall, with towering bookcases that kissed the ceiling. Wooden ladders slid along polished rails, and the scent of aged parchment and leather bound volumes filled the air like incense. Massive windows let in soft aftern