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Chapter 37: Don’t run from me
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2026-04-14 23:22:16
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Her Craving, His Brother Chapter 83: Classic me
Clover POVI woke up feeling like someone had taken a sledgehammer to my skull and then set the pieces on fire. The hotel room spun in lazy circles around me, the cheap curtains doing nothing to block the brutal morning light that stabbed straight into my retinas. My mouth tasted like regret and bits of whiskey, and every heartbeat sent a fresh wave of nausea rolling through my gut. I knew I’d left with someone last night—the ache in my thighs and the faint scent of unfamiliar perfume on the sheets told me that much—but the details stayed stubbornly out of reach. My smaller senses, though, were screaming that it was Cameroon. That same reckless, familiar pull I always regretted. Fury bubbled up fast, hot and bitter, because of course he’d wormed his way back into my life even when I swore I was done.I rolled over slowly, the sheets tangling around my legs, and spotted the figure lying beside me. Broad shoulders, short dark hair, facing the other way like they were still asleep. My
Her Craving, His Brother Chapter 82: Fire?
Briggs POVI gripped the steering wheel tighter as I sped toward the apartment, the video looping in my head like a bad reel I couldn’t shut off. Wren on the floor, blood at her mouth, my mother’s voice screaming that Lumi had kicked her. It didn’t add up, but the image burned anyway, and every red light felt like it was mocking me. My knuckles ached from how hard I was holding on, and I kept glancing at the phone in the cupholder like it might ring again with worse news. Traffic crawled in front of me, horns blaring somewhere distant, but all I could focus on was the way my chest kept tightening with every mile. What the hell had happened in the time it took me to leave Dara’s office? The doubt sat heavy in my chest, making it hard to breathe right. I replayed the thumbnail again in my mind, trying to spot anything off, but it only made the panic climb higher.I parked crooked in the lot and took the stairs two at a time, heart hammering against my ribs. The door was ajar, which m
Her Craving, His Brother Chapter 81: Anxiety
Lumi POVThe trickle of blood at the corner of her mouth looked too real for something staged, yet the way she’d crumpled felt rehearsed. My cheek still burned from her slap, it was as if she mapped my face with her hand, and my hand still hovered in mid-air where I’d been ready to swing back. The apartment that had felt like a safe little bubble with Briggs now felt like a crime scene. The faint hum of the refrigerator in the kitchen suddenly seemed deafening, and I could smell the opened chips turning soggy on the counter. My legs felt like they might give out any second, but I couldn’t look away from Wren’s still form.“What the hell do y’all think you’re doing?” I yelled, my voice cracking louder than I meant it to. The words echoed off the walls and came back to me sounding small and desperate.Eleanor didn’t even flinch. She kept the phone raised, the red recording light still blinking. Wren stayed perfectly still, one hand loosely curled near her stomach like she was protectin
Her Craving, His Brother Chapter 80: Is this about the cruise?
Briggs POVI pulled into the parking lot outside Dara’s office building and killed the engine. The place looked exactly like what it was—a sleek, modern therapist’s suite with glass doors and those calming beige walls that were supposed to make you forget you were spilling your guts to a stranger. I hadn’t planned on coming here today, but after the conversation with Lumi about Dara showing up at Clover’s spa and claiming some kind of connection, the whole thing sat wrong in my gut. I needed to shut this down before it got any messier. The midday sun bounced off the windshield as I sat there for an extra minute, tapping the steering wheel. Part of me wondered if I was overreacting, but the other part—the louder part—kept replaying how quickly Dara had slipped into Lumi’s world and now Clover’s. It felt too neat, like she was collecting pieces of my life without asking.The receptionist barely glanced up when I walked in. “Hello sir, she’s with a client now, but she should be free i
Her Craving, His Brother Chapter 79: I’m not a whore
Lumi POVBriggs cleared our plates and leaned against the counter, watching me with that half-smile he wore when he was about to throw something unexpected my way. “So,” he said, “after everything this morning, I’ve been thinking. Is there anything you actually need? Like a new car to get around easier, or maybe something bigger—like starting a business of your own?”I hesitated, pushing my hair behind my ear. The idea had lived in the back of my mind for years, buried under everything else. “It’s kind of silly, but I’ve always dreamed of opening a women’s empowerment lounge. Nothing like a spa, just a place where women can come for workshops on confidence, financial independence, self-defense basics, and creative stuff like writing or art sessions. All services are strictly for women only. A safe space to connect and grow without the usual noise.”Briggs nodded slowly, like he was turning the idea over in his head. “That doesn’t sound silly at all. Sounds like something you’d be g
Her Craving, His Brother Chapter 78: Nightmare
Lumi POVSmoke climbed my throat, thick and choking, turning every breath into a struggle. The house was on fire, flames racing up the walls and ceiling in hungry orange waves that crackled and roared like they were alive. I stumbled through the hallway toward my mom’s room, my bare feet burning on the hot floorboards. “Mom!” I screamed, voice hoarse from the heat. I could hear her coughing inside, weak and desperate, and I shoved at the burning doorframe with everything I had. The wood gave way in a shower of sparks, but the fire pushed back harder, blistering my hands and forcing me to stumble backward.I kept going anyway. My lungs screamed for air as I fought my way closer, tears mixing with the soot on my face. If I couldn’t pull her out, then I’d stay with her. That felt like the only thing left to do. I ran straight back into the smoke-filled room, the ceiling groaning above me, ready to give in. The guilt twisted in my chest like a knife. It was my fault that this was happen
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