Reborn Betrayed Twin: From Starlet to Billionaire Chapter 09

Reborn Betrayed Twin: From Starlet to Billionaire Chapter 09He Brainwashed Everyone Just To Marry Her

He asked if we wanted to take over Sterling Group together.

I gave him the same answer I always gave. “I just want Killian to take care of me. And do what I love. That’s it.”

Killian smiled.

“Then I’ll take care of you for the rest of my life.”

Arthur and Celeste exchanged a look.

Then they grinned at the same time.

“Well? What are you waiting for? Propose already.”

I stared at them.

Then at Killian.

He was already pulling out a diamond ring, down on one knee. Fingers slightly trembling.

He didn’t speak right away. Just held my hand. Gentle. Like he was holding something he’d been searching for his whole life.

Then he looked up. Those unreadable eyes of his were clear for once.

Bright.

Solemn.

Full of me.

“Seraphina, I’ve been alone for as long as I can remember. I never knew what it felt like to be needed. To be trusted. To have someone depend on me. Then you gave me that. You gave me something no one else ever could. And that was the moment my life really began.”

My breath caught.

He kept looking at me.

Like there was no one else in the world.

“You’re the one who saved me,” he said quietly. “And the only person I’ve ever wanted to protect. So before you came back, I told Mom and Dad the truth. That I want to marry you.

That I want to take care of you for the rest of my life.”

Arthur nodded. “We trust Killian more than anyone else. We watched him grow up. We know exactly how much he loves you.”

Celeste was already tearing up.

“I don’t want you marrying into some other family and moving far away. I want her right here. With me.”

Killian held my hand, his gaze steady. Soft. Full of everything he never had to say out loud.

“I don’t know what a perfect proposal looks like,” he admitted. “But I know I can give you what you’ve always needed. Safety. Peace. Someone who will never leave. I’m not asking you for a promise. I’m giving you everything I have. Every part of my past. Every single day of my future.”

He lifted the ring-simple, elegant, but weighted with meaning-and looked straight into my

eyes.

“So please… let me spend the rest of my life keeping that ‘forever’ promise to you. Will you marry me?”

I looked down at the man kneeling in front of me.

In my last life, he had been dark, cold and angerous.

But in this life,

he had given all of his tenderness to me.

Only me.

My heart slammed against my ribs.

Heat rushed up my chest.

Into my eyes.

I remembered the first time he hugged me.

Awkward.

Careful.

Like he was scared he might break me.

I remembered the brooch he made by hand.

The way he acted indifferent while fussing over every tiny detail for me.

I remembered all those days and nights.

All that silent protection.

All that steady love.

This idiot.

He said his life started with me.

But he didn’t know.

I came into this life with a plan.

I thought I was the one guiding everything.

I thought I was the one making him fall.

I thought I was strategizing.

Manipulating.

Winning.

But I was wrong.

I fell first.

Somewhere inside his clumsy sincerity.

Inside that quiet, obsessive devotion.

I had already lost completely and willingly.

Wherever he was,

that was home.

My tears finally spilled over.

I nodded hard.

“I do.”

His whole face changed.

Shock.

Joy.

Disbelief.

Then his hands shook even more as he slid the ring onto my finger.

And before I could say anything else, he stood and pulled me tightly into his arms.

Arthur and Celeste were both blessing us through their tears.

And for the first time,

everything felt settled.

Our wedding was held on the private island he had bought in my name in the South Pxcific.

The ocean and sky were blue. Palm trees swayed in the breeze on the white sand.

My wedding dress was made by my mother and a world-class designer together.

Pure white.

Covered in diamonds like scattered starlight.

Arthur walked me down the aisle.

Step by step.

Toward the man waiting for me beneath an arch of white flowers.

Killian stood beneath the arch of white flowers, waiting.

In front of our family and friends,

he placed the ring on my finger.

And vowed to stay with me forever.

In life and death.

Never to part.

The whole internet celebrated with us.

Evelina got the news inside her prison cell. It broke something in her.

She screamed, “I didn’t lose! One more round, Seraphina-I’ll win!”

But there was no next time.

That night, Killian wasn’t my patient, restrained brother anymore.

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He touched me like he’d been starving for years. Like every kiss was a sentence he’d been dying to say out loud.

“Sera,” he whispered. “You know that night of your eighteenth birthday? When I found out the truth? I wasn’t angry. I was happy. Because I didn’t have to hide anymore. The possessiveness. The obsession. The way I loved you. That night, I decided I was going to marry you. And I started preparing.”

I thought back to the guests at my party-the ones who suddenly started calling us a perfect match.

“That was you?”

“That was me.” He didn’t even blink. “I started planting the idea in everyone’s heads. Years ago. All for tonight.”

I laughed. “So you’re the real actor in the family.”

He wrapped his arms around me from behind, kissed my

“Sera.” His voice was low. Full. Finally satisfied.

“I’ve got you now. I’m not letting anything hurt you again.”

I didn’t say anything. I just held his hand tighter and leaned into his chest.

That was answer enough.