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“You need to stay away from Clair.”Damien slowly lifted his eyes from the documents on his desk.For a moment, he said nothing.Then he gave a short, humorless laugh.“Your wife?”Caleb’s jaw tightened. “Yes. My wife.”“Interesting,” Damien said, leaning back in his chair. “Because she doesn’t seem to have a problem coming to me.”“She’s my wife, Damien. Whatever reason she has for coming to you, I want it to stop.”Damien studied him for a moment, completely unfazed by the anger in his brother’s voice.“And what exactly do you think is happening?”“You know exactly what I’m talking about.”“No, Caleb. I really don’t.”Caleb stepped closer to the desk.“I’ve seen the way you’ve been around her.”“And?”“And you need to back off.”Damien let out another quiet laugh.“You’re giving me orders now?”“I’m warning you.”Damien’s expression hardened slightly.“Then maybe you should start by warning your wife. She seems to enjoy my company.”Caleb’s fists clenched.“Don’t push me.”“Or what?

Clair had begun to notice the difference.It was impossible not to.At first, she had tried to convince herself that she was simply overthinking things. Caleb was her husband, after all. She knew him better than anyone else—or at least, she thought she did.But lately, every conversation with him felt like a reminder of how far apart they had become.Caleb rarely asked about her day anymore. He barely listened when she spoke, and whenever she tried to have a meaningful conversation with him, he somehow found a way to end it.Damien was different.He listened.Actually listened.When Clair spoke, he didn’t stare at his phone or look impatiently toward the door. He paid attention to every word, sometimes asking questions that made her realize he had genuinely been listening.He noticed small things too.If she looked tired, Damien would ask if she was alright. If she mentioned that she hadn’t eaten, he would remind her to get something before the day became too busy.They weren’t romant

Over the next few days, Clair began to trust Damien more.What had started with one lunch slowly became something she hadn’t expected.Whenever she felt overwhelmed, Damien was the person she found herself turning to. Sometimes it was for something as simple as advice, and other times, she just needed someone to listen.And Damien always listened.He became a safe space for her.Someone she could talk to without feeling judged.Someone who made her feel heard.It was a feeling she had been missing in her marriage.With Caleb, she was constantly questioning herself. She wondered if she was too demanding, too emotional, or simply not enough for him. But around Damien, she never felt like she had to prove herself.She could simply be herself.Clair began noticing the little things about him too.His patience.His kindness.The way he remembered things she casually mentioned.The way he always seemed to know when something was wrong, even when she insisted she was fine.Once, she had ment

The entire family was gathered around the dining table.A soft breeze drifted through the open windows as Victoria moved around the table, serving breakfast. The smell of freshly prepared food filled the room—fluffy scrambled eggs, crispy bacon, warm buttered toast, and fresh fruit arranged neatly on the plates.But despite the inviting meal, the atmosphere around the table was anything but warm.Silence filled the room.The only sounds were the clinking of plates and the occasional scrape of spoons against the dishes.Damien and Caleb sat across from each other, neither willing to look at the other for too long.The tension between the brothers was obvious.Victoria noticed it almost immediately.She glanced between them before deciding that the silence had gone on long enough.“So,” she said casually, “I heard someone in this house has been banned from the kitchen.”Everyone looked at her.Victoria smiled innocently.“Apparently, the last time he tried to cook, the smoke alarm becam

Clair was twenty-three years old and came from a well-to-do family.Her family wasn’t wealthy, but they lived comfortably. Her parents had always been able to provide everything their children needed, and Clair had never had to worry about where her next meal would come from or whether she would have a roof over her head.She had grown up knowing the value of money without ever being obsessed with it.Then she met Caleb.Coming from one of the richest families in the city, Caleb lived a life far beyond anything Clair’s family could afford. His family had the kind of wealth that could solve almost any problem with money. They owned multiple businesses, lived in luxury, and had connections that opened doors most people didn’t even know existed.But none of that was what attracted Clair to Caleb.She believed she had fallen in love with him.To her, Caleb wasn’t just the billionaire’s son.He was the man who had made her laugh when she was having a bad day. The man who had made her feel

A loud moan came from Caleb’s room.Damien froze.He had been walking down the hallway when another moan followed, louder this time. The faint sound of the bed creaking made him stop in his tracks.He frowned.For a moment, he thought he had heard his brother’s wife.No way.He stood there, listening.Another moan.Then another.Damien’s eyebrows pulled together. Something about the voice sounded strange. It wasn’t the voice of a woman.His curiosity got the better of him.He moved closer to Caleb’s room, his footsteps becoming slower and quieter as he approached the door.Then he heard it.A man’s voice.Damien’s eyes widened.“What the hell?”He stared at the closed door for a few seconds, trying to make sense of what he was hearing.A man.Inside Caleb’s room.His first instinct was to walk away. Whatever his younger brother was doing behind that door was none of his business.But something felt wrong.Damien quietly moved past the door. The windows beside Caleb’s room were open, a