All Chapters of 365 Days With A Billionaire : Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

Claire’s POV Claire is currently wearing a sophisticated white dress that’s hugging her body and flows down her legs. The wedding dress has a low V-neck line paired with a half-centimeter strap. She walked towards the mirror to look at herself. And, there she saw how beautiful she was. The make up artists weren't joking when they tild her she was so beautiful.She can't believe how the wedding dress complemented her features.Just like what I've imagined. The woman who assisted them a while ago asked her about her preference, and she described it to her. She tried on one dress a while ago but disliked it because it was too daring. And now, the neckline, the strap, and the dress suited her preference well. “I—I love it.” Claire said out loud. “Yes, Ma’am, it feels like the dress has already found its owner.” She looked at herself. She didn’t know that she would be able to wear her dream dress on her wedding day. “Do you want to show to your future husband yourself, Ma

Kela sat by the window, gazing out at the view of the city. The wedding had been beautiful—everything she had ever dreamed of. But now, in the quiet aftermath, the reality of her situation felt heavier than the delicate lace of her dress.Vladimir’s presence beside her startled her, though she had heard his footsteps approaching. He gently placed his hand on her shoulder, the touch warm and reassuring.“You’re thinking too much,” he murmured, his fingers softly kneading her skin.Kela turned to look at him, his deep brown eyes filled with an intensity she couldn’t quite read. His proximity made her heart race. She wanted to pull away, to create distance, but something in her wanted to stay.“I can’t stop thinking, Vladimir,” she whispered. “About the child. About the contract. About everything that’s been… planned for us.”He stepped closer, his breath warm against her neck. “Kela, I never meant for any of this to be so complicated. But it is. I need you to trust me.”The softness in

The days following their heartfelt conversation were filled with a strange tension. Kela found herself constantly second-guessing her decision to trust Vladimir. Every time he spoke of the child, or when they spent time together, the weight of their contract hung over her, an invisible barrier that she couldn’t quite ignore.She knew what she had promised: after a year, the custody would be his. It was a deal she had made, but now, each time she saw Vladimir’s eyes on their child, a small part of her felt that ache of uncertainty. Could she really hand over the child after all this time? Could she trust that he would keep his word?Vladimir, for his part, had been making an effort to prove his sincerity. He was patient with her, never pushing too hard. He would hold her hand during meals, kiss her forehead before leaving for work, and spend hours with their child when he was home. He was trying, and Kela had to admit that his actions spoke volumes, even if she couldn’t always put her

Days passed in a blur of routine. The baby’s first coos, the first feeding, and the tiny milestones that made Kela’s heart swell with pride. Vladimir was there every step of the way, his presence a steady comfort, yet his mind seemed to remain elsewhere at times—far off, lost in thought.Kela noticed the change. It wasn’t like before, when he was fully engaged, consumed by their baby and the life they were trying to build. Now, there was a distance, a faint tension that never seemed to dissipate.One evening, after a long day spent caring for the baby, Kela found herself sitting alone on the balcony, the cool evening air brushing against her skin. She looked up at the stars, her thoughts drifting back to the contract, to the promise she had made, and to the woman who still lingered in the background of their lives: Grace.“Vladimir?”She heard him approach before she saw him, his footsteps quiet but deliberate. He came to stand beside her, his presence as familiar as ever. She didn’t

The days following their conversation were filled with a new kind of closeness. Kela felt the tension between them slowly begin to fade as they worked through their issues together. Vladimir was more present, more attentive, and Kela couldn’t deny that his efforts were making her feel more secure in their relationship.Then the baby’s first words came soon after, a sweet sound that melted Kela’s heart every time she heard it. Vladimir was there, as always, with a proud smile on his face. Despite the lingering tension between them, there was something about the baby that seemed to unite them, drawing them closer together in a way Kela hadn’t anticipated.But as the days turned into weeks, the reality of the contract loomed over them. Vladimir had promised her that he would never let her go, but what did that really mean when the time came to honor the contract? What would happen when the year was up? What will he do? What should she do?As days goes by, lots and lots of questions are c