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31. Worst Wingman
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Claimed By My Ex's Billionaire Brother 31. Worst Wingman
Chapter 31Stephanie:I slammed the door to my room harder than I wanted to. My back pressed against the hard surface for what felt like minutes before I pushed myself away, rushing over to the sockets to switch the lights off.Sloane’s words from the other day still tugged at the corner of my mind, and a sharp tug suddenly pulled at my chest, making me wonder if the reason he had said he wanted intimacy without the lights on was because he just didn't want to see my face when we were at it.I brushed the thoughts away with a shake of my head.The memory of the last time we had sex ignited something warm in the lower part of my stomach. And before I could reconsider and back out from what was on my mind, I quickly walked to the closet and grabbed some lingerie.Right as I picked it up, I reconsidered it because what we were doing wasn't that deep, and the man wouldn't even see the fabric on me, so what was the need to wear it?With a troubled sigh, I hung it back and simply walked to
Claimed By My Ex's Billionaire Brother 30. Tired?
Stephanie: The question was so sudden and caught me off guard that the water went down the wrong way. I sucked in a breath and instantly started choking. I clutched the edge of the table, coughing violently, my chest seizing as the burn tore through my throat. The glass slipped from my fingers and clinked loudly against the table as water splashed over the surface. “Stephanie.” Zane’s chair scraped back hard. Another cough tore out of me and my eyes burned, tears blurring my vision as my lungs spasmed. I couldn’t get enough air in. Suddenly, his firm hand came down between my shoulder blades. He pressed twice, and the force knocked the breath back into me. I gasped, coughing again before finally drawing in the air. My chest heaved as I bent forward, one hand braced on the table, the other pressed to my sternum. My eyes pressed shut and I tried letting out soft breath slowly. “Breathe,” Zane said, his hands gently massaged my shoulders, not exactly doing anything but givin
Claimed By My Ex's Billionaire Brother 29. Why Did You Lie?
Stephanie: The knock came softly at first, pulling me out of a heavy sleep. I stirred, my brows pulling together as the sound came again. My head felt thick, like it was stuffed with cotton, and my body was weighed down, unwilling to move. “Stephanie?” a woman’s voice called through the door. “Are you awake?” I blinked my eyes open, squinting at the room. For a moment, I had no idea where I was or how long I’d been asleep. The curtains were open, and the light outside looked darker. I pushed myself up slowly, my neck aching. “Yeah,” I managed out roughly. “I’m awake.” The door opened a little, and Felicia peeked in, her pair of eyes immediately catching mine. “I didn’t want to disturb you, but dinner is ready.” I glanced around the room, my heart sinking as reality settled back in. Ronnie was curled beside me, fast asleep. “Oh,” I murmured. “I…I must’ve slept longer than I thought.” Felicia smiled with a nod. “You did. Mr. Wright got back from work a while ago.” She hesitate
Claimed By My Ex's Billionaire Brother 28: Still My Fiancee
Zane: I could hardly pay attention to the meeting going on or the piles of files that needed my signature. In fact, I couldn't concentrate on anything, because soon after Stephanie stepped out of my room, looking absolutely rejected, it tugged at a corner of my mind that perhaps I had been too harsh and too blunt with her. But it wasn't wholly my fault, and I understood that because she was clearly the one trying to cross the boundaries we had already clearly drawn. I was beginning to doubt if this was even going to be as easy as I had been promising myself for the past few days. Perhaps it would have been better to go for someone I had not a single interest in their life. Instead of going for someone I was particularly interested in having a physical—only physical—connection with.Did I make a mistake by even proposing this agreement to begin with?This was just day three... From what I’d seen so far, Stephanie wasn’t someone who could just listen and move on, which is why she
Claimed By My Ex's Billionaire Brother 27. Get Out
Stephanie: Lilah and the twins didn't stay long before they left. And as soon as they did, I respectfully found my way back to my room, doing everything I could to avoid Zane and me being alone in any space. Ronnie finally eased back up to me, walking into the room with me before I shut the door. But as soon as we got in, he walked to his new bowl, which was placed close to the bathroom door. When he realized it was empty, he moved the bowl. Well, of course he wanted food; here I was thinking he wanted to finally bond and must have forgiven me for not returning home last night. I looked around the room, searching for wherever Felicia might have stored his food, but found nothing. The bowl was here, but the actual bag of cat food was nowhere to be seen. “Great,” I muttered under my breath. Ronnie meowed again, and he padded over to me, brushing his fur over my legs. “Alright, alright. I'm going.” I gave him a quick scratch behind his ears, and he tolerated it for exactly thre
Claimed By My Ex's Billionaire Brother 26. No Questions
Stephanie: Zane brushed his palm over his face, and his gaze settled on me, holding my stare before he finally answered, “She’s my…” His gaze shifted to the twins, who were looking up at him with their round eyes and waiting for him to confirm their suspicion of me being his girlfriend. Zane released a breath. “Can we talk about it later?” He glanced at his sister. Lilah shrugged and nodded. “Well, of course.” Her pair of assessing eyes settled on me again, and she spared me a warm smile. “For now, we'll just assume you're his girlfriend, since Zane hardly brings a woman to his house.” I gave her a small nod, unsure of what to even say. My gaze dropped low when one of the twins walked over to my leg and tugged at my shorts gently, “My name is Ivy.” She introduced and turned to her sister, “That’s Isla.” I glanced between both of them, and a small smile tipped the edge of my lips. I was fairly certain that I wouldn't be able to distinguish between both of them and would on
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