LOGINThey were brothers, one touched my heart, the other ruined it. Ken was safe, soft, and everything I should want. Ruben was cold, cruel… and everything I couldn’t resist. One forbidden night, one heated mistake... and now he owns more than my body he owns my silence. And now Daphne, their sister,the only one who truly knew me, my forever was slipping away. I thought, I knew what love meant, until both of them wanted me.
View MoreChapter 187 The night sky stretched endless and velvet-dark, speckled with stars that glittered like scattered diamonds. The Delwunco private jet sat at the far end of the runway, sleek and impossibly large, its polished silver body reflecting the floodlights like a jewel carved out of steel.Ruben had promised her the world. And now, he was delivering it piece by piece.The steps lowered, the red-carpeted ramp rolling out with practiced precision. Lia stood at the foot of it, her long black silk gown trailing behind her, her hair swept back in waves that caught the light. Even in travel, she was dressed like a queen her crown invisible, but her presence commanding.“Everything you ever wanted,” Ruben murmured beside her, his hand brushing hers, tentative but steady. His voice held something rare hope.She lifted her chin, her lips curling into the wildest, smile. “Everything?”His eyes, dark and unwavering, drank her in. “Everything.”Inside, the jet gleamed with extravagance. Gold
Chapter 186 The Delwunco name had been written in blood for far too long. Now, in the fading twilight of an empire, two men stood on opposite ends of a silent room, Ruben and Ken, brothers who had once sworn to destroy each other, bound now by scars deeper than flesh.The old warehouse smelled of dust and rust, the ghosts of their past watching from every shadow. Ken leaned against the cracked pillar, his shoulders heavier than Ruben had ever seen them. His face was older, not just in years but in grief.For a moment, they said nothing. The silence between them was the silence of Julian’s grave, the silence of wasted years, of wars that had swallowed everyone they loved.Finally, Ruben broke it. His voice was low, gruff, yet steady.“We’ve lost too much, Ken. More than I can forgive… more than you can undo.”Ken’s jaw tightened, but he didn’t look away. “I never meant for Julian… I never meant for him to ” His voice cracked, and for once, Ken Delwunco didn’t look like the ruthless ma
Chapter 185 The morning air was cool, carrying the scent of freshly turned earth and the faint sweetness of lilies that lined the path. The cemetery was quiet, save for the soft rustle of trees swaying in the breeze. For the first time in what felt like forever, Ruben walked beside Lia not as her enemy, not as her regret but as her husband, her partner.Her black dress fluttered around her legs as she walked, simple yet elegant. She didn’t speak, not until they reached the small, white marble headstone carved with Julian’s name. Ruben’s breath caught when he saw it again he would never get used to it, never stop feeling the stab of failure every time his eyes landed on those carved letters.Lia’s knees bent slowly, and she lowered herself onto the grass. She pressed her palm flat against the cold stone as though touching her son’s hand one last time. Her lips trembled, but when she spoke, her voice was steady.“Julian, my love… my baby,” she whispered, her head bowed. “You’ve been go
Chapter 184 The house had not been this quiet in years. No arguments echoing through marble halls, no whispers of betrayal trailing in the dark corners. Only the sound of rain dripping from the eaves and the faint hum of cicadas outside the garden walls.To anyone who entered, it looked like peace had finally claimed the house.Lia knew better.She sat in the master bedroom at the vanity, her reflection framed in gold and shadow. She had dressed simply that morning, no elaborate gowns, no veils of mourning, just a silk black slip and her hair loose over her shoulders. Her face was bare, pale, almost translucent in the light.Behind her, Ruben stirred. He was getting stronger each day, his steps firmer, his voice steadier but she could still see the weight clinging to him. The guilt. The near-loss of everything “You’re watching yourself again,” he murmured, his voice still rough with sleep.She tilted her head, eyes narrowing at the mirror. “I’m watching the stranger I became.”Rube












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