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CHAPTER 8: Papers I Wasn’t Meant to See
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2026-09-29 02:06:24
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One Night With My Husband’s Brother CHAPTER 8: Papers I Wasn’t Meant to See
ARIA POV“You’re going to your uncle’s today,” Dorian said, barely glancing up from the pile of papers that was sprawled across his desk to look at me. “He has something I need. Bring it back today.”“Well… good morning to you too,” I replied.At least that caught his attention as his eyes lifted to mine, but his expression remained as cold as ever, unimpressed, distant, and almost like it was deliberately detached. There was something about the way he looked at me that made my shoulders stiffen, as if my presence in his office was already an inconvenience he was patiently waiting to get rid of.“I don’t have time for small talk, Aria.”“Clearly,” I said, crossing my arms, as irritation started tightening in my voice. “You could try asking nicely instead of just ordering me around.”“I could,” he said, returning to his documents without so much as a pause. “But I won’t.”The dismissal made heat crawl up my neck so quickly. We had only been married for three days, and I realized he had
One Night With My Husband’s Brother CHAPTER 7: The House That Isn’t Mine
ARIA POV“Your room is just a few feet more over there, Mrs. Moretti.”The housekeeper delivered the message to me as if she was announcing a tour stop, polite and formal, while concealing any personal feelings I think she might have got about me. I almost wished for a genuine response, even if it were a negative one. At least then I would know what she was really thinking of me instead of having to read meaning into every small change in her expression.“Thank you,” I said, my voice feeling quiet against my throat as I stepped inside, overwhelmed by the vastness around me as we came to a stop at what would be my room now.The ceilings soared, and honestly, nearly everything in the Moretti house did too. The hallway to this place stretched on longer than it seemed necessary, and the room felt like it was designed to make anyone standing in the middle feel small and insignificant, just as intended. My eyes moved automatically, counting the doors, windows, and the distance to the neares
One Night With My Husband’s Brother CHAPTER 6: Smile Like It Doesn’t Cost You Anything
ARIA POV“Smile a little wider, Mrs. Moretti.”The photographer said, and the way in which he said the words hit me hard, and I felt my stomach tighten beneath the weight of my dress. I couldn’t seem to take a proper breath. My mind had already gone somewhere else, back to that reckless night just two days before my wedding. I’d spent it with my husband’s brother, and now here I was, smiling for a camera while every part of me was screaming at me to get away from the room.“Beautiful. Hold that.”The camera flash went off, blinding me for a moment. Dorian’s hand rested confidently on my waist, and I stood there with a smile fixed on my face while my mind refused to let go of the one secret I desperately needed to forget.“You’ve gone very quiet,” Dorian said softly once the photographer moved to adjust his lights.“Big day,” I replied, my voice coming out barely above a whisper.“Mm.” He responded, not seeming convinced. Something in the way he looked at me made it clear he had notice
One Night With My Husband’s Brother CHAPTER 5: Vows I Don’t Mean
ARIA POV“Hold still,” the woman behind me said with her mouth full of pins as she tugged on the corset laces so hard that I gasped for air.“Could you loosen it a bit?” I managed to squeak out.“You’ll thank me later,” she replied, not bothering to look up.So I did as I was told and held still. Honestly, I had gotten pretty good at that over the last three days.It all started with Silas standing in the hallway that faithful morning with his arms crossed, and his voice so calm it felt worse than if he’d shouted at me. I didn’t have a response ready because I had never needed one before.“Where have you been?” he asked.“Out,” I said, sounding ridiculous and useless, even to myself.“Out where?”“Just… walking. I couldn’t sleep. And I needed some fresh air…” I trailed off, hoping it would suffice.“You’ve never needed air at four in the morning in twenty-four years, Aria.” He pointedly replied to me without raising his voice. He never raised his voice. “So try again.”The truth was,
One Night With My Husband’s Brother CHAPTER 4: Gone Before He Wakes
ARIA POVFor about four seconds, everything slipped away from me. I felt the warmth of the sheets, the comforting weight of someone else’s arm wrapped across my waist, and the soft gray light filtering through the curtains. I was still, my body buzzing with a feeling I couldn’t quite describe. Then it all came rushing back to me quickly like a sudden wave of flood; the wedding that was six days to go, was now just three. My eyes opened, all the sleep disappeared, and I lay there in the dark, suddenly trying to remember how to breathe normally. The warmth around me was still there, but it no longer felt the same way. Three days. In three goddamn days, I would be standing beside a man I had never met, carrying out a decision someone else had made for me.Carefully, I slid out from under his arm, moving only an inch at a time. He didn’t wake up, and as I stood at the foot of the bed putting my dress back on, I found myself watching him. His jaw was so relaxed in sleep in a way I hadn’t
One Night With My Husband’s Brother CHAPTER 3: The Only Thing I Chose Myself
ARIA POVI slowly climbed out of my own window hoping that I wouldn’t get caught just the same way a teenager might do. Not because the front door was locked, because it wasn’t. But heading out through the front door meant passing Silas’s study, and Silas was the kind of man who would look up and ask where I was off to at eleven in the night. Honestly, I just didn’t have the energy in me anymore to explain myself again to someone who already thought he knew everything about me. So instead, I chose the window. I dropped down onto the side lawn and started to walk, my pulse still hammering too fast over something as ridiculous as leaving my own house without permission.The night city wasn’t mine. It never had been if I’m being for real. I was used to being driven to places, dropped off, picked up, and accounted for. But walking down a sidewalk without anyone tracking me felt wrong in some ways. It was exhilarating and disorienting at the same time. The streetlights illuminated my path
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