Claimed by the billionaire
He leaned closer, his hands warm on my waist.
I stared at him, my heart swelling. He looked happy—really happy, his face softer than I’d seen in forever.
“Hmm, Liam if it’s a boy, maybe Lilian for a girl,” I said, smiling.
“Destiny,” he said, his voice sure. “Boy or girl, doesn’t matter. Destiny.”
I laughed, throwing my head back. “Isn’t that kinda old-school?” I teased, my grin wide.
“I don’t care,” he said, his eyes locked on mine, intense, burning.