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The space between us

Oyin K.Stories
last update Veröffentlichungsdatum: 13.06.2026 21:45:02

Vienna did not go to work the next day.

She called in sick. It was not entirely a lie. She had not slept. Her eyes were red from crying. Her body ached from the tension of holding herself together for hours while Ezra told her about her father. She could not sit at a desk and answer phones and pretend to be fine.

Lydia answered the call. "I will let Mr. Vance know. Feel better."

Vienna hung up and stared at the ceiling.

Silas was already awake. He sat in his hospital bed, laptop open, fingers m
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  • One Night With My Brother’s Worst Enemy    Marked and Remembered

    The lawsuit was over. The board had been defeated. Elena was gone. Justice had been served for her father. Vienna should have felt free. She should have felt light. But instead, she felt restless. The kind of restless that made her skin itch and her mind race and her body crave something she could not name. She tried to write. She sat at her desk for hours, pen in hand, but the words would not come. She tried to read. She picked up book after book, but the stories blurred together. She tried to sleep. She lay in bed, staring at the ceiling, while Ezra slept beside her. Nothing worked. Ezra noticed. Of course he noticed. He noticed everything about her. "What is wrong?" he asked one evening, finding her on the balcony, staring out at the river. "Nothing." "Liar." She turned to look at him. "I do not know what is wrong. I just feel. Restless. Like something is missing." Ezra crossed the room and stood beside her. His hand found hers. "Maybe you need something," he said. "Like

  • One Night With My Brother’s Worst Enemy    The Board’s Ultimatum

    The letter arrived on a Monday morning. Vienna found it on the floor of the apartment, slipped under the door like the photographs had been. Her heart stopped when she saw the envelope. White. Plain. No return address. The same kind of envelope that had contained Elena's threats. She picked it up with trembling hands. Inside was a single sheet of paper. The letterhead was formal. Vance Industries Board of Directors. The message was cold and precise. Ms. Cross, It has come to our attention that you have been in a personal relationship with Ezra Vance, former CEO of Vance Industries, during his tenure at the company. While Mr. Vance has since resigned, the board has concerns about the nature of your relationship and its potential impact on the company's reputation. We are requesting that you attend a meeting with the board to discuss this matter. The meeting will be held on Thursday at 10 a.m. in the Vance Industries boardroom. Your presence is required. If you do not attend, we

  • One Night With My Brother’s Worst Enemy    Silas’s Confession

    The morning after the trial, Silas asked Vienna to walk with him. They went to the park near the river. The sun was bright. The air was cold. Silas moved slowly, his steps careful and deliberate. He was stronger than he had been in months, but he still tired easily. Vienna matched her pace to his. "Thank you for coming with me," he said. "Of course. I would do anything for you." He smiled. It was a thin smile, but it was real. "I know you would. That is why I need to talk to you." Vienna's heart tightened. "What is wrong?" "Nothing is wrong. I just need to tell you something. Something I should have told you a long time ago." They walked in silence for a while. The river sparkled beside them. The city hummed in the distance. "I have been thinking about Dad," Silas said finally. "About everything that happened. The trial. The verdict. The justice we finally got." "It is over now," Vienna said. "We can finally move on." Silas shook his head. "I do not think I can move on. Not

  • One Night With My Brother’s Worst Enemy    On My Knees in the Dark

    The night after the trial, Vienna could not sleep.She lay in bed, staring at the ceiling, while Ezra slept beside her. His arm was heavy across her waist. His breath was warm against her neck. He looked peaceful in a way she had not seen in months.But her mind would not stop racing.The verdicts. The confessions. The justice that had finally been served. It was over. It was finally over. But she did not feel the relief she had expected. She felt empty. Hollow. Like she had been holding her breath for fifteen years and did not know how to exhale. She slipped out of bed and walked to the living room. The city was dark. The river was black. The moon was hidden behind clouds. Vienna stood by the window and watched the world sleep. She heard footsteps behind her. Ezra appeared in the doorway. His hair was messy. His eyes were sleepy. He was wearing nothing but gray sweatpants. "Could not sleep?" he asked. "No." "Me neither." He crossed the room and stood beside her. His ha

  • One Night With My Brother’s Worst Enemy    The Voicemail That Changed Everything

    The voicemail arrived at 2:47 in the morning. Vienna was asleep, tangled in Ezra's arms, when her phone buzzed on the nightstand. She ignored it. It buzzed again. And again. She reached for it blindly, still half asleep, and pressed it to her ear. "Vienna Cross, this is Elena Vance. I know it is late. I know you do not want to hear from me. But I need you to listen. I need you to understand." Vienna sat up. Her heart began to pound. "I know I have done terrible things. I know I have hurt you. I know I have tried to destroy your relationship with Ezra. But I am done. I am done fighting. I am done running. I just want to be free of all of this." Elena's voice cracked. "I am leaving the country. Tonight. I am never coming back. And before I go, I need you to know the truth. The whole truth. About your father. About Ezra. About the board." Vienna's hands were shaking. "There is a file. Hidden in the wall of my father's study. Behind the painting of the sailboat. It contains everyt

  • One Night With My Brother’s Worst Enemy    Daddy’s Penthouse

    The penthouse felt different now.Vienna stood by the floor to ceiling windows, looking out at the river, and tried to pinpoint when everything had changed. The apartment was the same. The furniture was the same. The view was the same. But she was not the same. She had walked into this penthouse as a stranger, desperate and broken and hungry for something she could not name. She had walked out as something else. Loved. Whole. Herself. Ezra came up behind her and wrapped his arms around her waist. "What are you thinking about?" he asked. "I am thinking about the first time I came here. How scared I was. How I thought I was making the biggest mistake of my life." "And now?" She turned in his arms. "Now I know it was the best decision I ever made." He kissed her. Soft and slow and full of promise. "I love you," he said. "I love you too, Daddy." His eyes darkened. "Say that again." "Daddy." "Again." "Daddy. Daddy. Daddy." He lifted her onto the kitchen counter. His hands grip

  • One Night With My Brother’s Worst Enemy    The Name I Never Knew

    Vienna dried off slowly, stretching each movement to delay the inevitable. As long as she stayed in this bathroom, wrapped in a thick white towel that smelled expensive, she did not have to walk out into the real world. She did not have to accept that the night was over.But the water had run cold

  • One Night With My Brother’s Worst Enemy    Bruised And Begging For More

    Ezra fucked her like he was trying to break her.Each thrust was deep and deliberate, pushing into her with a rhythm that stole her breath. Vienna's legs wrapped around his waist, her heels digging into his lower back, pulling him closer even as she cried out from the force of him. The collar press

  • One Night With My Brother’s Worst Enemy    On My Knees For Daddy

    The floor was cold beneath Vienna's knees.She knelt in the center of the room, naked now except for the collar. The black lace was gone, tossed somewhere onto the floor. The silk ropes were coiled beside her on the bed, waiting. Ezra stood in front of her, still fully dressed, his charcoal mask hi

  • One Night With My Brother’s Worst Enemy    The Collar

    The leather was cool against Vienna's throat.Ezra stood over her, his masked face unreadable, his fingers working the buckle at the back of the collar. The strap sat snug against her skin, not tight enough to choke, just tight enough to remind her it was there. A small silver ring dangled at the f

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