All Chapters of Claimed By My Ex’s Billionaire Father: Chapter 1 - Chapter 8

Aria’s POV Today was supposed to be perfect. I had spent all afternoon preparing a small surprise for Ethan, my boyfriend. Vintage red wine, cheeses, strawberries, even the ridiculous chocolate we once messed up eating together. I wanted tonight to remind him of us, of what we were. The hotel receptionist recognized me when I walked in, offering polite smiles as they handed me the swipe card. “Oh Hi, Ethan Hayes should’ve checked in earlier. Did he?” I said, smiling. The receptionist typed quickly, then smiled politely. “Yes, miss. He arrived about forty minutes ago. Room 809 but he stepped out.” “Thank you,” I said, forcing a smile as I took the card, I was wondering why Ethan had come so early, the date was set for 6pm and it’s just 5.33. I turned toward the elevator, my heart fluttering with anticipation. The ride felt unusually slow, the soft music doing nothing to calm the nervous energy flooding me. When I reached the door, I swiped the card, pushed it open And the w

Aria’s POV. I woke up to the sound of my phone vibrating softly against the nightstand. For a brief second, I didn’t want to move, my body felt so light, as if I had slept on clouds. But then I turned, still half tangled in my bedsheets, then I saw his name glowing across my screen.“Mr Alexander.”A small smile crept across my lips before I even opened the message.“Good morning Aria, I hope you slept as beautifully as you looked last night.”Just reading it sent those foolish flutters dancing in my stomach again. My heart betrayed me instantly beating faster than I wanted it to. I lay there, staring at his message, the memory of last night kept replaying in soft flashes: his laugh, the glint in his eyes when he smiled, the way he had listened to me as if every word I said mattered. It had been so long since someone looked at me like that, even while I was dating Ethan.I pressed the phone against my chest and sighed, smiling at nothing in particular. Maybe, just maybe, something go

Aria’s Pov. I walked to to my desk, forcing my self to focus on work and ignore the call but my phone buzzed again in my hand.The same Unknown number.I stared at the screen, my chest already tight, my instincts screaming that whatever waited on the other end would not be kind. I’d been trying to focus on my computer screen, pretending emails still mattered, pretending my name wasn’t being dragged across the internet in real time.I swiped to answer.“Hello?”A sharp breath came through the line, heavy, angry.“So you finally decided to pick up.”My heart sank.“Ethan…”“How could you?” he snapped. “How could you actually do this, Aria?”I closed my eyes, my fingers tightening around the phone. “Ethan, I—”“No, don’t,” he cut in harshly. “Don’t even try to explain this. Do you have any idea what you’ve done? It’s everywhere. Instagram, blogs, group chats, business pages. You and my father. Together.”My throat felt dry. “I didn’t plan for any of this to come out like this.”“That’s

Alexander’s POV The silence in the study was a living thing, heavy and cold. I didn’t look at Aria, not yet. I kept my eyes on my son."Pregnant?" I repeated, my voice like a low-frequency hum. I finally turned my gaze to the tablet on the desk."The Hayes heir," Ethan sneered, leaning against the doorframe. "Or did you think your 'sweetheart' was the only one capable of continuing the legacy? She used us, Dad. She used me to get to you, and she used Harper to get rid of me. It’s a clean sweep."I felt a soft intake of breath beside me. Aria. She looked small, her skin the color of ash. "Alexander, I... I never asked her to go there. I didn't know she was pregnant. I didn't even know she was in love with him.""Of course you'd say that," Ethan spat.I held up a single hand. The room fell silent instantly. It was a power I’d spent thirty years perfecting, the ability to command a room with a gesture."Ethan," I said, my voice dangerously calm. "You came into my home to deliver a messa