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Chapter 147: Pills and portion
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My Bestfriend’s Brother Chapter 149: Just a date
Isla’s POV By the time my cab stopped outside the venue Rico had sent earlier, the sky was between grey and sliver, clouds stretched thin like brushed paint across glass towers reflecting the last of the sunset. I stepped out, pulling my coat tighter around myself as cold air brushed my bare legs.Note to self: Seattle weather is never to be trusted, it looked warm, it wasn’t.The restaurant sat tucked between two taller buildings, understated glass frontage, soft golden lighting spilling through wide windows. Elegant.Of course Rico would pick somewhere like this. I checked my reflection quickly in the darkened glass before entering.Hair loose. Simple black dress. Minimal makeup.Zayne’s voice flashed briefly in my head.‘You look dangerous when you pretend you didn’t try.’Heat crawled into my cheeks instantly, I shook the thought away.Focus.Tonight wasn’t about romance or teasing smiles or warm hands at the small of my back. Tonight was about distraction, research and normal c
My Bestfriend’s Brother Chapter 148: Lines you don’t cross
Zayne’s POVMy hands came up immediately. I shoved Isabella away. Hard.She stumbled backward against the bed, surprise flashing across her face as her hair fell messily over one shoulder.“What the hell do you think you’re doing?” I demanded.My voice sounded colder than I felt, because beneath the anger was something uglier.Disappointment. Not in her, but in myself. For even allowing this situation to exist.Isabella blinked slowly like she genuinely didn’t understand.“You kissed me before,” she said softly.“That was a mistake.”Her lips parted. “And suddenly it means nothing?”“That’s exactly what it means.”The hotel room suddenly felt suffocating. My gaze swept toward the window automatically. My jaw tightened.“You chose this room on purpose,” I said quietly.She didn’t deny it. Of course she didn’t.“You noticed,” she murmured.I ran a hand down my face. Jesus.“You took pictures of Isla from here.”Still no denial.“That girl,” Isabella said carefully, “has no idea what w
My Bestfriend’s Brother Chapter 147: Pills and portion
Isla’s POV The building Isabella sent me to didn’t look like something meant for art. At least not at first glance.It stood at the far end of a quiet street lined with skeletal winter trees and glass offices that reflected the grey sky. The clouds hung low today, undecided between rain and mercy—and the air smelled faintly like damp concrete when I stepped out of the car.I hugged my coat tighter around myself. Seattle still felt new, not unfamiliar exactly. Like moving into someone else’s dream halfway through. My breath fogged in front of me as I stared up at the property.Four floors. Tall windows. Brick exterior layered by creeping ivy that somehow survived winter. Okay. Okay, this could be something.“Miss Isla?”I turned.A middle-aged man approached from the entrance carrying a ring of keys that jingled loudly with each step. He smiled politely, though his eyes lingered in that assessing way landlords sometimes did—measuring whether you were serious or just browsing fantasie
My Bestfriend’s Brother Chapter 146: Daniel Hart
Zayne’s POV I leaned back in the chair slowly, fingers pressing into my temples as if pressure alone could force something loose inside my skull.Come on. Think.The office blurred into silence, still nothing. Just irritation boiling over. I had spent hours staring at the same image.Brown eyes. Serious expression. A faint crease between his brows like he was always thinking three steps ahead.Somewhere. I knew him somewhere. My jaw tightened. I closed my eyes and forced myself backwards. Italy.Hospitals.Old meetings.Galas.Therapy sessions.Elena.The name slipped through my thoughts like smoke. And suddenly, a flicker. Not clear or whole, just a sensation. Soft laughter echoing in a bright room. A hand brushing mine. Elena’s voice.“He’s just my driver.”The memory snapped open so sharply my chair scraped backward across the floor. I inhaled hard, heart pounding. But the memory refused to go further. Just only that i knew Daniel Hart through Elena, and then, nothing. Blank s
My Bestfriend’s Brother Chapter 145: Lies and Louis Vuitton
Zayne’s POV Something was wrong, I knew it the moment Isla ignored his call.Ethan.The sound of his name had stayed in my head long after dinner ended. Long after she curled beside me on the couch pretending everything was normal.I sat across from her now, pretending to scroll through emails on my phone while she rinsed plates in the kitchen.The apartment lights were warm. Water ran from the tap as she hummed under her breath.Damn.Three days apart and I missed her enough to feel restless in my own skin. I should’ve been satisfied she was back in Seattle, but my instincts refused to settle.The phone call replayed again. Her shoulders tightening. The way she turned away from me. The pause before answering.Work.Bullshit.I knew what work sounded like. I lived around people whose phones never stopped ringing.That wasn’t work, it was pure secrecy. My jaw tightened slightly.Why? Why would she hide anything from me?I wasn’t her enemy. If anything—I forced myself to breathe slowl
My Bestfriend’s Brother Chapter 144: Pre-birthday present
Isla’s POV I didn’t realize my feet were already moving until I found myself walking down the short hallway toward the bedroom.The apartment still smelled faintly new, fresh wood, clean linen, and whatever ridiculously expensive cologne Zayne wore that somehow lingered everywhere he went like a quiet warning.I pushed the bedroom door open. And stopped.“Oh.”Two luxury boxes sat neatly at the center of the bed like they had been waiting patiently for my discovery. One deep brown, one black. Even from the doorway I recognized them instantly.Louis Vuitton. YSL.My brain stalled for a full five seconds. I slowly turned my head toward the doorway behind me.Zayne leaned against the wall just outside, arms folded loosely across his chest like he was trying very hard to look casual.He failed spectacularly. The moment our eyes met, he looked away.Actually looked away. Suspicious.Very suspicious.I narrowed my eyes. “…Zayne.”He scratched the back of his neck.“Yeah?”“What is this?”
My Bestfriend’s Brother Chapter 3: Alleyway guardian
Isla’s POVI slipped on a puddle and caught myself against the brick wall, rain slamming down so hard it blurred everything into streaks of neon and shadow. My glasses fogged over completely, turning the alley into a smeared mess of reflections. Every step splashed water up my calves, heels wobblin
My Bestfriend’s Brother Chapter 2 Through the lens
IslaI walked out of the corridor, adjusting my blazer with shaking fingers, trying to calm the burn still crawling up my neck. My lips still tingled. Silas had really— God, I couldn’t even think it without my stomach twisting. One more minute in that room and I might’ve forgotten where I was. He h
My Bestfriend’s Brother Chapter 1 The wedding day
Isla’s POV I shot up in bed so fast the sheets tangled around my legs and yanked me sideways. My hand was already sliding down before my eyes even opened all the way, pressing against the wet spot in my underwear as the memory hit like a freight train. Last night. Silas. Me telling him no. “Shit
My Bestfriend’s Brother Chapter 5 The stranger at the door
ZayneI hated rain. Always had. But tonight, as I pulled into Dustfield, I didn’t even notice the slick, wet streets or the faint drizzle settling on the windshield. I parked outside the house, hands tight on the wheel. My chest was a little tighter than usual, and I hated the faint pulse of relie
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