New beginning: Billionaire love story (Claire and Alex) novel Chapter 355

The glass hit the floor with a sharp crash, and hot coffee splattered everywhere, but Alexander didn’t care. His eyes were glued to the screen of his iPad, his grip tightening so hard around it that the device looked like it might snap in half. His heart pounded in his chest as he stared at the images.

“This can't be happening.”

On the screen was a photo of Claire. But it wasn’t just Claire—it was Claire, smiling brightly as Adrian twirled her around in some romantic dance. And then, the one that made his blood boil—the two of them kissing.

Kissing.

Alexander felt a surge of anger rises in his throat, his vision swimming with red. Without thinking, he threw the iPad onto the couch, his jaw clenched so tight it hurt.

“Dammit!” he cursed aloud, storming toward his bedroom, his hand already pulling his phone out of his pocket. He dialed Claire’s number, pacing back and forth, his frustration growing with every unanswered ring. Of course, she wasn’t picking up.

He let out another curse and tried again, only to get her voicemail. “Claire, call me back. Now.” His morning was already shot to hell, and the day hadn’t even really started.

Meanwhile, across town, Claire woke up feeling like she was on cloud nine. The morning sunlight filtered into her room, and as she stretched out in bed, she replayed the events of the previous night in her head.

A smile crept across her face, and she couldn’t help the blush that followed. It was like something out of a high school romance, and she buried her face in her pillow, giggling softly to herself.

“Get a grip, Claire,” she whispered, but it was no use. She was smitten.

With a soft sigh, she finally got up, deciding a nice hot shower and a cup of tea would be the perfect way to start her day. After freshening up and enjoying her tea, she was just about ready to head out when something—or rather, someone—caught her eye outside.

Adrian.

He was leaning casually against his car, a bouquet of flowers in one hand and a pastry bag in the other. Claire’s heart did a little flip, and she felt the grin spreading across her face before she could stop it.

“Could this guy be any more perfect?”

She stepped outside, approaching him with a teasing smile. “What are you doing here?”

Adrian beamed at her, holding out the flowers. “Good morning, beautiful. I wanted to see my princess before heading off to work.”

Claire’s face flushed, and she took the bouquet shyly, her fingers brushing against his as she did. “You really didn’t have to do this," she said softly, though she couldn’t stop smiling.

Adrian stepped closer, tucking a loose strand of hair behind her ear. “A beautiful girl deserves beautiful flowers,” he said, his voice soft and sweet.

Claire's stomach fluttered, butterflies dancing in every direction. Before she could respond, Adrian handed her the pastry bag. “And,” he added with a grin, “you can’t skip breakfast. Thought I’d bring you something delicious.”

She accepted the pastry with a laugh, shaking her head. “Okay, now you're just spoiling me. But seriously, thank you. You’re too sweet.”

Adrian shrugged with an easy smile. “Only for you.”

Her heart felt light, and the morning couldn’t have been more perfect. She glanced at the flowers in her hands, feeling a warm blush on her cheeks.

“How did I get so lucky?”