The Billionaire Serpent King's Bride のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 11 - チャプター 20

Lucien's POVThe lie tasted like ash on my tongue, but I forced the words out anyway."I have business to attend to, Selene."It wasn't a lie, not entirely. The business was her. The business was ensuring that every single petal, every stitch of fabric, and every note of music for our wedding tomorrow was exactly how I think she will like.I wanted her to wake up to a world where her deepest fantasies had been realized by my hand.I hadn't told her the wedding was tomorrow. I wanted the surprise on her face to be the first thing I saw when she opened her eyes.I left the mansion, the cold air hitting my face, but my mind was already racing back to her.I hated leaving her alone in that house, even for a second.The thought of her wandering too close to that black, forbidden door made my blood run cold. If she found what was behind it, if she realized the depth of the darkness I kept locked away for her safety, she would run.She would run before I could make her my wife.The thought o

Selene's POVThe bridal suite hummed with a quiet, practiced energy. Women moved around me with a confidence I didn't possess, their actions precise and silent."May we?" one asked, her voice soft.I could only nod.Hands I didn't know lifted the heavy fabric of my old life away.A stylist guided me to a chair in front of a towering mirror. Warm fingers worked through my hair; soft brushes swept across my skin.No one filled the silence with chatter.Only necessary whispers drifted through the room."Close your eyes.""Perfect.""Just a little higher."The air smelled of fresh flowers and expensive perfume. Sunlight poured through the tall windows, turning the room into a golden haze.Minute by minute, the woman in the mirror began to fade.The exhausted girl who had arrived at Drakon Estate yesterday was disappearing.In her place, a bride emerged.My hair was gathered into an elegant low chignon, soft curls framing my face. Tiny pearl pins caught the light with every slight movement

Kieran's POVThe massive doors slammed shut behind me.The sound echoed through my chest like a final insult.For several long seconds, I didn't move.I simply stood there, staring at the towering entrance as though I could force it to open again. I waited for the mechanism to reverse, for the universe to correct its mistake, but the steel remained unyielding.The silence on this side of the door was absolute, a sharp, cold contrast to what lay behind it.Inside...The orchestra continued playing.Then came the applause.Loud.Relentless.Celebratory.Each clap felt like another hand striking my face. It was a rhythmic assault, a celebration of my failure that vibrated through the soles of my shoes and settled in the pit of my stomach. My jaw tightened until the muscles ached, a physical anchor to keep me from screaming.I could picture exactly what was happening beyond those doors. The image was burned into my mind, vivid and sickening.Selene was still standing at the altar.Surroun

Lucien's POV The drive back to Drakon Estate was silent, but not the kind that suffocates. It was a heavy, shared shield.Outside the limousine, the last violent streaks of sunset bled across the horizon before darkness swallowed the sky.Inside, the air was still.It wasn't uncomfortable.It wasn't forced.It was simply quiet—a shared breath between two people who had just because husband and wife Selene sat beside me, her hands folded tightly in her lap, knuckles white. She glanced out the window occasionally, watching the unfamiliar scenery blur into shadows. The wedding gown spread around her like a pool of ivory silk, catching the fleeting glow of streetlights before plunging back into gloom.She looked exhausted.Not just physically.She was exhausted in her soul.In just 2 days she had buried her old life, and married a man whose name was whispered in fear. She had stood before thousands of strangers, pretending she wasn't terrified.Yet she hadn't complained.Not once.The e

SELENE'S POV Lucien stepped away from the wadrobe and turned toward me His gaze locked with mine He moved toward me closing the distance between us in two long stride until he was looming over me He didn't retreat. He didn't give me space to breath or think "I asked you a question baby" he said, his voice a low, dangerous rumble that vibrated through the matress and straight into my bones. "Are you going to take what's yours or should I? " Are you just going to stare at me? His fingers closed gently around my hand before I could pull away. Heat rushed beneath my skin. I could feel the solid muscles beneath my fingertip, firm and warm and suddenly I was far too aware of how close he was. My fingers instictively curled against him, but I didn't dare move them. His eyes held mine. "Touch it", he murmured . His hand guided mine slowly across his chest, letting me feel every hard line beneath his skin. My heart began pounding so violently that I wondered if he c