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CORRUPT ME (GIVING MY INNOCENCE TO MY BROTHER'S BESTFRIEND) CHAPTER TWENTY FIVE
ZYRANIt was a challenge. A dare. And every part of me that wasn't still clinging to some sense of control wanted to accept it.I reached out and caught her wrist, my thumb finding her pulse point. It was racing, just like mine."You have no idea what you're asking for," I said."Then show me."We stood there, frozen in that moment, both of us barely breathing. Her eyes were locked on mine, waiting, challenging me to make a move.I wanted to. God, I wanted to.But if I did this, if I crossed this line—there would be no going back. No pretending this was just a contract. No maintaining the boundaries I'd promised Luca I'd keep.This would change everything."Myra," I said, her name coming out almost like a warning."I'm right here," she whispered. "I'm your wife. What are you so afraid of?"The truth? I was afraid of myself. Afraid of what I'd do once I stopped holding back. Afraid that if I touched her the way I wanted to, I'd never be able to let her go when the time came.I was afra
CORRUPT ME (GIVING MY INNOCENCE TO MY BROTHER'S BESTFRIEND) CHAPTER TWENTY FOUR
ZYRANI looked at her then, really looked at her. Her hair was down, falling in dark waves around her shoulders. Her face was bare of makeup, making her look younger, softer. There were dark circles under her eyes like she hadn't been sleeping well either.She was beautiful. That wasn't news. I'd known she was beautiful for years. But seeing her like this, unguarded, honest, sitting in my kitchen at two in the morning, it hit different."I don't know," I admitted. "I've never done this before.""Been married?""Been married to someone I actually—" I stopped myself before I could finish that sentence.She leaned forward slightly. "Someone you actually what?""Someone I actually have to live with," I said, changing direction. "Most marriages in our world are distant. Separate lives under the same roof. This is... different.""Because we're pretending it's real?""Are we pretending?"The question hung in the air between us. She stared at me, her blue eyes wide, and I could see her trying
CORRUPT ME (GIVING MY INNOCENCE TO MY BROTHER'S BESTFRIEND) CHAPTER TWENTY THREE
I couldn't sleep.That wasn't unusual. Sleep had never been a priority. There was always work to do, plans to make, problems to solve.But tonight was different. Tonight I couldn't sleep because every time I closed my eyes, I saw her.Myra in her wedding dress, looking at me like she was waiting for something I couldn't give her. Myra standing in my doorway last night in those thin pajamas, asking me what we were supposed to do now. Myra walking away with that look on her face, hurt and confused and trying to hide it.I'd hurt her. I knew that. I'd seen it in her eyes when I told her to go back to her room, when I dismissed her like she was an inconvenience instead of my wife.But what else was I supposed to do? Let her stay? Pull her into my room and show her exactly what I'd been thinking about since the moment I saw her in that pool? That would have been a disaster. That would have been breaking every promise I'd made to Luca.So I'd sent her away. And now I was lying in my bed at
CORRUPT ME (GIVING MY INNOCENCE TO MY BROTHER'S BESTFRIEND) CHAPTER TWENTY TWO
MYRA.The last guest left around midnight.I watched from the window as the final car pulled away, red taillights disappearing down the long driveway until they were swallowed by the darkness. And then it was just quiet. The kind of quiet that felt heavy, oppressive, like it was pressing down on my chest and making it hard to breathe.I was alone in this house.Well, not alone. Zyran was here somewhere. But that almost felt worse than being actually alone.I looked around the guest room, my room now, I guess—and tried to make it feel like mine. My suitcases were in the corner, packed with clothes and books and the few personal items I'd brought from home. Elena had offered to unpack for me but I'd told her I'd do it myself. I needed something to do with my hands, something to occupy my mind other than the fact that I was married now and living in a stranger's house.Not a stranger. My husband.The word still felt foreign in my mouth. Husband. Like it belonged to someone else's life, n
CORRUPT ME (GIVING MY INNOCENCE TO MY BROTHER'S BESTFRIEND) CHAPTER TWENTY ONE
ZYRAN. "What do you want, Cristian?""Oh my goodness, is this the way a newly married man should talk?" He said it with such exaggerated offense that I almost rolled my eyes."I don't give a shit. Say what you want to say or leave me alone.""Wow, you seem to be in a bad mood." He studied me for a moment. "Let me guess. Is it because your morals are hindering you from doing what you most desperately want to do?"I went still."What are you on about now?" I asked, keeping my voice neutral."I see the way you look at her," he said simply. "You can fool anyone else, Zyran, but you can't fool me. You know that very well.""She's my wife. I'm supposed to look at her, right?""Hmm. I highly doubt that." He moved closer, lowering his voice even though there was no one around to hear us. "This whole wedding thing seems like a charade. A very elaborate, very public charade."I didn't respond. Didn't confirm or deny. Just waited to see where he was going with this."We both know how much Luca
CORRUPT ME (GIVING MY INNOCENCE TO MY BROTHER'S BESTFRIEND) CHAPTER TWENTY
Zyran The reception was in full swing by the time we made it inside.Music playing, people drinking, the sound of laughter and conversation filling the air like background noise I couldn't quite tune out. Everyone seemed to be having a good time. Everyone except me.I was sitting at one of the tables with the Kingsmen — Nikolai was to my left, drinking a whiskey and looking bored as always. Enzo was across from me, already three drinks in and getting louder with each one. Viktor, my father, was at the head of the table, watching everything with that calculating expression he always wore. And Luca was beside him, trying very hard not to look at me and then Cristain, who was wearing a very smug grin, I wanted to smack off his face. "So," Enzo said, leaning back in his chair with a grin that was all teeth and no warmth. "Zyran Theon. Married. Never thought I'd see the day.""Neither did I," Cristain muttered into his drink."What's that supposed to mean?" I asked, not really caring but
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