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MARRIED TO MY EX FIANCE'S STEP BROTHER Blood in the Spain.
KIERAN’S POV. I arrived in Spain early the next morning.The private terminal was quiet, just the way I liked it. The moment I stepped down from the plane, a short man in a dark suit rushed toward me, almost tripping over his own feet.“Mr. Castellan,” he said, bowing slightly. “Welcome. I am Victor Ramos, the CEO of Ramos Designs. I can’t tell you how grateful I am that you agreed to meet me.”“Nice to finally meet you too, Ramos,” I smiled, giving him a firm handshake. “Shall we?” He asked. I shook my head and pointed to the guards waiting for me at the far end of the private terminal. “I have my own ride,” I declined politely. His brows furrowed, looking like a lost sheep. He turned back to his cars parked at the end. “Is there a problem?” He asked, turning back to me. I forced a smile. “Don't take it the wrong way, Ramos. There is no such thing as being too careful.” He looked disappointed but he nodded his head. “See you soon,” he said and walked away. I walked to my men
MARRIED TO MY EX FIANCE'S STEP BROTHER Nowhere to run.
MICHELLE’S POV. I headed straight to Kieran's office. I wasn’t sure how to face him, but I had to deliver the message. But in my defense, I tried my best. It was clear Sandra was out for Kieran — I figured out that one yesterday at the party when she kept asking me about Kieran and if I loved him the way he was. I said a silent prayer before walking into his office. I gently opened the door and walked in like a burglar breaking into someone's home. Kieran wasn't in the office — thankfully. My lips slowly curled into a faint smile, realizing I still have some time before touching the fire — kieran. The young woman in the office slowly turned to me with a small smile. I returned the smile, my brows furrowed in curiosity, trying to remember where I had seen her before… other than the office. “Michelle,” she called, walking towards me. “To what do I owe this visit?” I looked around. “I came to see Kieran," I said. “Is he around?”Her facial expression flickered to a mixture of curi
MARRIED TO MY EX FIANCE'S STEP BROTHER Lines of authority.
MICHELLE’S POV. “What?!” I shouted. “Giovanni De Luca wants me to handle his house? But why?” I asked, shocked. “That's what I would like to know too,” Kieran growled, his face darkening with anger. I could swear the sudden heat was coming from him as his face looked like it was going to explode any minute. “I don’t know, Kieran,” I defended. And I would like to know. Why on earth would he pick me to handle his house? We barely talked at the party. I'm not sure he even remembers my face. “Did you say anything to his wife?” Kieran asked. I went silent for a while, replaying our conversation from yesterday, but nothing seemed off—nothing that could have influenced the decision.I shook my head. “We didn’t talk much. But I found out she loves art.”Kieran's face hardened, I could see the anger flare up in his eyes like a volcano at the verge of erupting and destroying everything. “I don't think I'm the cause,” I added. “Maybe he mistook me for someone else. Or maybe Mira misheard
MARRIED TO MY EX FIANCE'S STEP BROTHER Rare vintage.
KIERAN’S POVThe drive to Giovanni De Luca's mansion was quiet. What happened at breakfast hung between us like a ghost. I didn’t look at Michelle. She didn’t look at me either.I had wanted to punch his face since he was a kid. I was glad Damien let me do it.After a few minutes of awkward silence, Michelle sighed and turned to me. “Thank you,” she said softly.“For what?” I asked.“For standing up for me.”I kept my eyes on the road. “You need to stand up for yourself, Michelle. No one in that house will respect you if you don’t.”She nodded slowly. “You’re right. I just got emotional.”I scoffed. She was too innocent. No wonder Damien used her for years and she didn’t even know.“You’ll be fine,” I muttered. “You’ll be fine.”We finally arrived at Giovanni De Luca’s mansion. It was nice, I have to say.The walls were cream-colored stone. Tall pillars held up big balconies. Lights shone from every window. Fountains lined the driveway, water sparkling in the evening lights.The drive
MARRIED TO MY EX FIANCE'S STEP BROTHER Crossing the line.
Michelle’s POV. I paced back and forth across my room, biting into my finger like it was the last solid thing left in my world. I still couldn't get my mind off Sarah. I didn’t want to believe what she said, but she was right. I was nothing but a tool to both parties and what if Kieran fails. I don’t know much about Paul, but I know he is just as powerful and influential as Kieran. And what was with Sarah? Why did she fall down like that? Doesn't she want the child? Or is the pregnancy fake?“Fuck,” i screamed, grabbing my hair in frustration as i fell to the bed. My mind was clouded with so many questions that I had no answer to and feared the answers more. The door slowly opened, revealing Kieran. “Kieran,” I called and got up quickly like I was some thief caught in the act of stealing a multi billion dollars item. “What are you doing here?” He raised a brow. I pursed my lips, realizing what I had just asked. I was questioning a man about what he was doing in his own house.“
MARRIED TO MY EX FIANCE'S STEP BROTHER Legacy for sale.
KIERAN’S POV. I sat at the head of the long glass table in my office, hands folded, eyes calm. Outside the wide windows, the city stretched like it belonged to me. Maybe it did.Across from me sat Giovanni De Luca — gray hair slicked back, gold watch flashing on his wrist, suit too loud for a man his age.“So, Mr. Castellan,” he said, crossing his legs slowly. “Tell me again why I should trust your company with my land.”I leaned back in my chair. “Because Castellan Group doesn’t just build houses. We build legacies.”He raised a brow. “Every company says that.” I locked eyes with him, taking a sip of my wine. “Every company lies. I don’t.”He tilted his head. “Strong words.”“Strong work backs them up,” I replied. “We have built more than sixty luxury estates in the last five years alone. And you know that i don't do flashy boxes or a paupers house. My mansions speak for themselves.”He nodded in agreement, rubbing his beard. “Yeah, I hear that a lot. Everyone sings your praises li
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