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2026-04-02 09:46:33
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My Ex-Boyfriend is my New Step-Brother The Arrest
"Miller is here, Marcus. You can hear them, can't you? That’s not the sound of a rescue party," Roman said, his voice flat and cold as the sirens began to scream against the quarry walls.Marcus didn't move at first. He stayed hunched over on that wooden crate, his fingers still digging into his scalp. He looked like a man trying to hold his brain together with his bare hands. The blue and red lights were dancing off the rusted corrugated metal of the shack now, rhythmic and relentless, turning his white silk shirt into a strobe light of failure."They're coming for the monster," I whispered, my hand still locked in Roman's. I could feel his pulse—steady, rhythmic, a sharp contrast to the frantic drum in my own chest. "It’s over, Marcus. Really over."Marcus looked up then. His eyes were wide, darting toward the door as the first gravel-crunch of heavy boots echoed outside. "I can fix this," he muttered, more to himself than us. He stood up, swaying on his feet, his hands smoothing do
My Ex-Boyfriend is my New Step-Brother The Final Confrontation
"You think you’re so clever, don't you? Hiding in the dirt like a pair of rats while my life's work burns!"The voice didn't come from a distance. It was a jagged, breathless snarl from just outside the shack's door. I jumped, the tablet sliding from my lap and clattering to the floor. I hadn't heard a car—he must have left his vehicle down the ridge and climbed the rest of the way like a man possessed, driven by a rage that wouldn't let him breathe.Marcus stumbled into the light of the doorway, and my stomach turned. He wasn't the polished god of the Reed Tower anymore. He was sweating, his expensive silk shirt torn at the shoulder, and his eyes were bloodshot. He’d tracked the ghost-ping on Lydia’s cloud, following the digital trail of his own betrayal right to our doorstep."How did you find us?" I breathed, backing away until my heels hit the edge of the cot."I built the systems you’re using to destroy me, Scarlett! Did you really think I wouldn't have a backdoor into your mothe
My Ex-Boyfriend is my New Step-Brother Lydia’s Testimony
"She looks like she’s aged ten years in a single night," Roman muttered, his thumb tracing the play button on the tablet.I sat between his knees, leaning my head back against his chest. The air in the shack was thick and still, the only sound the distant whistle of wind through the quarry. "She’s not wearing her pearls, Roman. She never goes on camera without her pearls.""She’s not going on camera for a magazine spread this time, Scar. She’s going on camera to save herself from a prison cell," he said. He hit play.The video quality was sharp—Chloe’s legal team clearly didn't do things halfway. My mother, Lydia, sat on a velvet sofa that looked like it belonged in a funeral home. Her eyes were puffy, her skin sallow under the harsh studio lights. She looked at someone off-camera, probably a lawyer, and licked her dry lips."My name is Lydia. I am the mother of Scarlett... and for the last three years, I have been a participant in a lie that I can no longer carry," she began, her voi
My Ex-Boyfriend is my New Step-Brother The Boardroom Coup
"Look at the red, Scar. It’s not just a dip anymore; it’s a hemorrhage," Roman said, his voice a low, vibrating hum against my ear.I leaned into him, the scratchy wool of the blanket still draped over my bare shoulders. We were tangled on the cot, the cold morning air of the shack biting at our skin, but the heat coming off the tablet was enough to burn. On the screen, the Reed Global stock ticker was a jagged, falling knife. It hadn't just opened low; it was plummeting so fast the circuit breakers were tripping every ten minutes."Is that because of the Northcrest files? The ones Miller sent?" I whispered."It’s everything," Roman muttered, his fingers ghosting over the screen. "The Switzerland logs, the 'Angel' audio, and now the Apex manifest. The market doesn't care about morality, but it hates a liability. And right now, Marcus is the biggest liability on the East Coast.""What are they doing? The people in the building?""They’re turning on him," he said, a dark, jagged sliver
My Ex-Boyfriend is my New Step-Brother Detective Miller Switches Sides
"He’s the target, Roman, but targets have a habit of moving when you pull the trigger," a voice crackled through the tablet’s speaker, sharp and uncomfortably clear.Roman’s hand froze mid-air. He didn't disconnect. He just tapped a command to stabilize the audio, his eyes narrowing into slits. "Miller. I figured you’d be busy coordinating Marcus’s escape route right about now.""I’m sitting in my car two blocks from the Reed Global lobby, watching the rats jump ship," Miller replied. The sound of a heavy sigh came through, followed by the metallic click of a lighter. "Look, Sterling... Scarlett. I know how the last few weeks looked. I played the part of the loyal hound because that’s the only way I could get close enough to the internal logs to see what Marcus was actually hiding. I spent months on this 'secret mission' thinking I could bring him down from the inside, but I treated you like targets to keep my cover. I'm sorry. I let the mission make me a bully."I pulled the blanket
My Ex-Boyfriend is my New Step-Brother Marcus Tries to Save Himself
"He’s panicking, Scar. I can see the metadata moving in real-time. He’s trying to scrub the archives, but the more he deletes, the more the mirrors flag it as an admission of guilt," Roman said, his voice a low, gravelly rasp that vibrated through the small space of the shack.I sat on the floor with my back against his legs, watching the tiny, cracked screen of the second tablet. On the live news feed, Marcus was stepping out of a black SUV in front of his Manhattan headquarters. He wasn’t wearing his usual smug smile. His tie was slightly askew, and for the first time in my life, I saw a bead of sweat on his temple that the cameras didn’t hide."Look at his eyes," I whispered, leaning closer. "He looks like he’s looking for an exit that isn't there.""He’s calling in every favor he’s bought in the last decade," Roman said, his fingers clicking rhythmically, a steady beat of digital war. "I'm intercepting the outbound pings. He just tried to reach the Attorney General's private line
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