Semua Bab Ruin Me,DADDY: Bab 261 - Bab 268

**Chapter 136: Vow Renewal II**The late afternoon sun bathed the Kane estate in liquid gold, turning the manicured lawns into something out of a dream. Thousands of white roses and soft blue hydrangeas lined the aisle that stretched toward the oceanfront altar. Crystal chandeliers hung from draped silk canopies, catching the light and scattering it like stars. Chairs wrapped in ivory satin held nearly two hundred guests—close friends, trusted allies in Lucian’s empire, a few carefully vetted business associates, and the people who had become true family.This wasn’t the lavish spectacle of our first wedding years ago. This was deeper. Harder won.I stood inside the master suite’s private balcony doors, heart hammering against the delicate lace of my gown. The dress was a soft champagne color this time—elegant, flowing, with a sweetheart neckline that accentuated my postpartum curves and intricate beading that caught the light with every breath. My hair fell in loose waves, pinned bac

**Chapter 138: Still Mine**The last car disappeared down the long driveway, taillights fading into the Miami night. Elena had taken all the children—including the twins, Kai, Sophia, and the grandbabies—for a special overnight at her beach cottage. “You two deserve one full night,” she had said with a knowing smile, shooing everyone out before Lucian could protest.The estate was finally, blissfully quiet.I stood on the master suite balcony in a silk robe the color of champagne, the same shade as my vow renewal dress. The ocean breeze teased the hem against my thighs, carrying the scent of salt and night-blooming jasmine. Five years had only deepened the peace we’d fought for, yet the hunger between us had never softened. If anything, it had grown sharper, more refined, like aged whiskey—richer, more potent.Strong arms slid around me from behind. Lucian’s chest pressed against my back, solid and warm. Even at fifty-nine, he moved like a predator who had learned patience. His lips f

**Chapter 140: Full Circle** The morning light filtered softly through the sheer curtains of the sunroom overlooking the rose garden. I had chosen this space deliberately—neutral, peaceful, filled with living things instead of the heavy memories that still lingered in certain corners of the estate. Two steaming cups of herbal tea sat on the low table between us. Mira sat across from me, legs elegantly crossed, her hands wrapped around her mug like a shield. She looked lighter today. The cream pantsuit from yesterday had been replaced by a simple white blouse and soft linen trousers. No armor. Just a woman who had finally stopped running from her past. “I didn’t expect you to call me so soon,” Mira said quietly, offering a tentative smile. “After yesterday… I thought you might need more time.” I shook my head. “I’ve had years of time, Mira. Yesterday opened the door. Today, I want to close it properly. For both of us.” She exhaled shakily and nodded. For several long minutes,

**Chapter 142: Unbreakable**The long mahogany dining table glowed under the soft light of the crystal chandelier and dozens of candles. It had been extended to its full length tonight, seating twenty with room to spare. Platters of Elena’s finest filled the center—roasted sea bass with citrus herb crust, buttery garlic mashed potatoes, grilled vegetables glistening with olive oil, fresh-baked bread, and the twins’ insistent request for macaroni and cheese served in individual ramekins.Our entire family was home.Laughter already rolled through the room like waves. Leo and Luca, five years old and full of boundless energy, were on their knees on their chairs, dramatically reenacting a sword fight with breadsticks. Lily, two and fearless, clapped her hands from Maya’s lap every time her uncles “died” with theatrical flair. Baby Ethan snoozed peacefully in a bassinet beside Alexander, occasionally making soft cooing sounds in his sleep.“Boys, breadsticks are for eating, not dueling,”