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last update Terakhir Diperbarui: 2025-11-23 14:21:30

MALCOM HEART

My hand slipped out of Yasmine’s like I’d touched a live wire.

Heat quickly surged up my chest, tight and violent, and sweat prickled across my forehead as if someone had turned my office floor into a furnace.

Keisha didn’t speak at first. She just walked toward us with that calm, composed grace she always carried, the kind that made every emotion in me feel loud and messy in comparison.

She stopped a few inches in front of me, her face smooth, unreadable. Like she hadn’t just walked into a disaster.

“Mr. Heart,” she said, her voice steady, respectful, almost too controlled. “I’m sorry I let your sister in without your permission. I called you three times but you didn’t pick up, so I assumed you were busy.”

Her gaze slid briefly to Yasmine, then back to me.

“The elevator has a technical malfunction. It’s out of service for now, but I’ve already contacted the electrical team. That’s what I came to inform you about, sir.”

I blinked as my throat tight. “Uhm… thank you, Keish
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    KARIMA HEARTI finally found the nerve to shake her hand back. It came out more awkward than I intended. But I pretended it didn’t.“You already know my name,” I said evenly. “Even though I only just found out yours.”Her lips curved into a slow smirk.“I don’t like dancing around words,” she said firmly but calmly. “So forgive me if I’m direct from now on.”I nodded, but I couldn’t ignore the thought creeping in. Now I understood why Owain would fall for someone like her. She was sharp. Confident. And there was something dark in the way she carried herself, the same edge Owain always had.I had alot of questions bubbling in but I tried to keep them away.“I don’t like games either,” I replied. “So let’s start with how you knew my name, Ciara.”She tilted her head intentionally, studying me like she was deciding whether I even understood what I’d just asked.“I assumed Owain had mentioned me,” she said calmly. “I thought you two were… serious.”“We agreed to be direct,” I said. “So le

  • SUBMISSIVE TO MY BROTHER'S BEST FRIEND    PERSONAL

    COLLINS HAYESI had just wrapped up a conference call with one of our clients when the doorbell rang.I walked over and opened the door.Victoria stood there. Bright red lipstick. Heavy makeup. The kind that said she’d put in way too much effort and was now probably regretting it.“Hey,” I said casually, even though she looked like she wanted the floor to swallow her whole.I sighed. “Don’t just stand there. Come in.”I stepped aside and left the door open. She walked in quietly, like she was trying not to make a sound.I don’t know why, but I found that kind of cute.I went back to the couch and sat down, my wine glass in one hand. I took a sip and looked at her again.She avoided my eyes and started looking me over instead—my shorts, my suit jacket.Yeah. Not my best look. Today had been a mess. I crashed early and almost missed the conference call the scheduled tonight. So, technically, the outfit was just damage control.I decided not to joke about it.“Do you want wine?” I asked.

  • SUBMISSIVE TO MY BROTHER'S BEST FRIEND    A DREAM

    MALCOM HEARTST Constructions wasn’t far, less than fifteen minutes away.If Mr. Lincoln truly wanted to see me, he would’ve called himself or sent his secretary. That alone put me on edge.I pulled into the parking lot and walked toward the building.I was barely halfway inside when a man in a white shirt approached me.“Mr. Heart?” he asked politely.“Yes,” I replied.“Please, come with me.”I followed him down the hall until we reached the Lincolns' private mini restaurant.“Here, sir.” He gestured toward the bar. Only one man sat there, perched on a bar stool, his back turned to us.The man who brought me stopped behind him.“Mr. Heart is here, sir.”The man on the stool turned around.He was young, with Irish-colored eyes and sharp jawlines. For a moment, I thought I was looking at a younger version of Mr. Lincoln.He stood and extended his hand, a smile on his face, one I would easily describe as smug.“Nice to meet you, Mr. Heart.”I shook his hand, keeping my expression calm,

  • SUBMISSIVE TO MY BROTHER'S BEST FRIEND    OVER DINNER

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  • SUBMISSIVE TO MY BROTHER'S BEST FRIEND    SOMETHING TO BE SCARED ABOUT

    MALCOM HEART“Tell me you’re joking, Malcom,” Trixie said, disbelief sharp in her voice. “You can’t be serious. You actually fell for that whole innocent-angel act she’s been pulling on you?”I exhaled slowly. Here we go again. “Listen to me, Trixie,” I said, keeping my tone steady. Careful. Controlled. “You know why I’ve always been patient with you, right?”Her eyes dropped. That hesitation told me everything. She knew. She just didn’t like the answer.“I’ll take that silence as a yes,” I continued. “So let’s not ruin it. I don’t know what picture you’ve painted of my secretary in your head, but she’s not whatever you’re turning her into.”She lifted her chin. “Then what about us?”I scoffed lightly. “Us?” I repeated. When did there ever become an us? “There is no us, Trix.”Her jaw tightened. I could almost see the pride cracking. “Then you’re the hypocrite here. You know exactly what my father wanted when he brought us together. You know why he invested in this company.” Her eyes

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