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CHAPTER 17
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MARRIAGE WITH MY HUSBAND'S BROTHERÂ Â Â CHAPTER 19
The conference room of Ravencroft Industries resembled a fortress made of glass and steel. Its tall windows reflected the busy city below while inside, however, the atmosphere was anything but peaceful. The strong smell of expensive cologne filled the air, mixed with unspoken authority and silent judgment. Then a long glass table ran down the center, shining under the bright overhead lights. Every seat was taken by the most powerful members of the board.At the head of the table sat Dominico Ravencroft. His name was known for both the business he built and his ruthlessness. His sharp, weathered gaze moved across the room like a predator assessing prey. His silence alone made other conversations fade away. âGreetings, everyone. Oh, Bernard, I heard youâve been back in California, how was my Cindy doing?âCindy is the wife of Bernard whom Dominico doted, and that Bernard was the one of Dominicoâs friend way back when they are in college.âSheâs doing great, sir. Sheâs a professor now
MARRIAGE WITH MY HUSBAND'S BROTHERÂ Â Â CHAPTER 18
Alisaâs eyelids fluttered open to a room heavy with shadows and a scent she couldnât mistake, Leoâs. The bed beneath her felt unfamiliar, too soft and warm in all the wrong places then thereâs a subtle, bitter ache blooming deep in her muscles, reminders of last night she didnât want to remember, while her throat tasted faintly of expensive liquor, sharp and lingering.Her pulse stirred, quickening as the realization hit her that she wasnât alone.Her gaze drifted slowly upward.There, mere inches from her face, Leo sat propped against the headboard, bare-chested with his dark eyes sharp and unreadable. He watched her with an intensity that made her breath hitch. Not with concern and not with tenderness but like a predator savoring the moment before the hunt.He said nothing as her heart slammed wildly against her ribs but his hand found hers, cold and possessive, curling his fingers around her wrist like a silent claim.âA punishment for sleeping on me last night,â Leo murmured, his
MARRIAGE WITH MY HUSBAND'S BROTHERÂ Â Â CHAPTER 17
đ Read at your own risk. Only for 18 and above.Naomi woke to the weight of an arm draped lazily over her waist, the musky scent of sweat, sex and expensive cologne still clinging to the sheets. Her skin was bare, her thighs sticky from the night before, and beside her, Victor lay just as naked while his chest rising and falling with slow, satisfied breaths. She turned her head and drank in the sight; his smug and infuriatingly handsome face then pressed a kiss to his forehead. The grin that spread across her lips was wicked and almost feral like sheâd conquered something priceless. Then in her mind, she imagined Alisaâs face now that weeks had already passed and the ink on their divorce papers was dry.Victorâs lashes lifted and he smirked lazily, with his voice still husky.âMorning, babeâŠâNaomi leaned in, brushing her mouth against his in a slow, deliberate kiss.âMorning. Are you going to go to work?ââYeah,â he murmured, fingers tracing her hip before tightening, âbut firstâŠâ H
MARRIAGE WITH MY HUSBAND'S BROTHERÂ Â Â CHAPTER 16
After a month of grueling, painfully drawn-out proceedings, each court appearance feeling like an open wound being salted, the divorce was finally, officially finalized. Papers were signed, hands were shaken and in the eyes of the public, it was over. While Naomi and Celeste toasted their so-called victory over champagne in some high-rise penthouse, basking in the smug satisfaction of what they believed to be a well-played game, Alisa felt no such triumph even though it was what she wants. She slipped away quietly with her presence barely noticed as though she were nothing more than a shadow exiting the room, as though she was never there to begin with. âFinally,â Naomi purred, her lips curling in satisfaction. âsheâs out of the picture for good now.âCeleste smirked over her glass while the city lights reflected in her sharp eyes. âOut of the picture but not out of the game yet,â she replied smoothly.âIf Victor moves quickly, the baby will be a Ravencroft before the press can crea
MARRIAGE WITH MY HUSBAND'S BROTHERÂ Â Â CHAPTER 15
Alisa woke up to soft morning light filtering through the curtains the next day, casting a warm glow across the unfamiliar room while her mind felt foggy, lingering with the remnants of sleep. The first thing she noticed was the faint scent of Leoâs cologne, mixed with something more subtle like the musky smell of his sheets. It felt too intimate and too foreign for her.Her heart sank but this wasnât from shock or anger but it was more complicated. The realization came to her slowly like a tidal wave creeping up the shore. She couldnât recall how she ended up there the night before but a distant ache in her thigh suggested she had been searching for something maybe comfort or escape, and she knew that something did happen. Just look at her naked body as well as Leoâs.Her head throbbed lightly as she moved to sit up, then a wave of dizziness washed over her. Leoâs arm was draped lazily over her waist with his breath steady and calm, reminding her of the complicated mess she found he
MARRIAGE WITH MY HUSBAND'S BROTHERÂ Â Â CHAPTER 14
After leaving the dinner early, Leo gripped the steering wheel more tightly than needed. The city lights created broken patterns on the windshield as they raced through the night. His jaw tensed and his eyes remained fixed ahead but his mind was still caught up in the chaos they had just escaped. In the passenger seat, Alisa sat silently. She had her arms crossed over her chest, and her gaze out the window was calm, composed, and unreadable.Leo scoffed. âTwisted bitch.âAlisa glanced at him. âExcuse me?ââNot you,â he muttered. âYour sister, crying like a starlet on cue.âAlisa gave a soft, bitter laugh. âSheâs always been dramatic but she gets what she wants.âA pause. âEven if she has to rip it out of someone elseâs hands.âLeoâs fingers tapped the steering wheel. âVictor plays along like heâs some poor, heartbroken husband. Bastard acts like heâs been wounded by love, not by his own damn ego.ââWell, donât you think they deserve each other?â Alisa said flatly, voice devoid of heat
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