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Chapter 83 – Torn Between Shadows and Light
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Spoiled By My Overprotective Brothers CHAPTER 125 — FAULT LINES
Morning did not arrive gently.It came sharp and decisive, light cutting through the tall windows of the estate like a blade drawn with intent, revealing what the night had carefully blurred. The illusion of stillness fractured the moment the first briefing alert chimed through the internal system, low and resonant, carrying with it the promise of movement.Liana was already awake.Sleep had visited her in fragments—thin, shallow things that never stayed long enough to anchor her. Every time she drifted, her mind circled back to the same truth, the same inexorable pull she could no longer pretend was distant.She had chosen visibility.And visibility demanded motion.She dressed with deliberate care, movements unhurried, as though she were teaching herself patience through repetition. The mirror reflected a woman who looked composed, even calm, but her eyes carried something new beneath their familiar steadiness. Not fear. Not doubt.Resolve.Downstairs, the estate hummed with control
Spoiled By My Overprotective Brothers CHAPTER 124 — THE WEIGHT OF CHOOSING
The aftermath of visibility was never loud.That was the first thing Liana understood as the city swallowed them again, the muted hum of traffic and distant sirens replacing the controlled quiet of the private room they had left behind. Fire, once named, did not roar immediately. It settled. It waited. It pressed itself into corners and crevices, testing how much space it was allowed to occupy before it expanded further.The drive back to the estate passed in reflective silence, broken only by the rhythmic sweep of windshield wipers and the occasional murmur of updates relayed through Viktor’s earpiece. Liana watched the city slide past the tinted glass, its lights blurred into elongated streaks by rain and speed, and she felt something unfamiliar coil slowly in her chest.Not fear.Responsibility.It was heavier than fear, less sharp but far more persistent, because it did not demand reaction—it demanded intention. Every move now carried consequence. Every word had weight. She was no
Spoiled By My Overprotective Brothers CHAPTER 123 — THE MOMENT FIRE LEARNS ITS NAME
The storm did not pass in the night. It lingered, stubborn and unrelenting, pressing rain against stone and glass with a persistence that felt intentional, as though the sky itself had decided to participate in whatever fracture had begun beneath it. Thunder rolled low and distant, not violent enough to shock, but constant enough to remind everyone inside the estate that the world beyond its walls was no longer calm, no longer neutral. Liana woke to that sound, the dull echo vibrating through the structure, settling into her bones before her eyes even opened. For a moment, she lay still, listening to the rhythm of the rain and the faraway hum of backup generators, aware with a clarity that startled her that this was no longer anticipation. This was movement. She rose slowly, letting the day take shape around her rather than rushing to meet it, because something inside her understood that haste would not help now. The storm had already accelerated things beyond anyone’s control. A
Spoiled By My Overprotective Brothers Chapter 122 — Fracture And Fire
The first sign that the pressure had shifted came not with violence, but with imbalance.Liana felt it before anyone said a word, before alarms changed pitch or voices sharpened in the halls. It was there in the way the estate seemed to hold its breath too long, in the way men paused a fraction of a second before responding to commands, in the subtle but unmistakable sense that something had moved beneath the surface and refused to settle back into place.She woke just before dawn, the sky outside her window still dark but thinning at the edges, her body tense in a way sleep had failed to undo. For several seconds, she lay still, listening—not for sound, but for rhythm. The estate had one. It always did. And this morning, it was off.When she dressed and stepped into the corridor, she found movement already underway. Quiet, fast, purposeful. Not frantic. Not panicked. But alert in the way people became when they realized the ground they stood on could no l
Spoiled By My Overprotective Brothers CHAPTER 121 — PRESSURE POINTS
The silence did not retreat after nightfall; it deepened, thickened, settling into the estate like a living thing that had learned the shape of the walls and decided to stay. Even the air felt heavier, charged with the kind of tension that made every small sound feel louder than it should have been. Liana became aware of it the moment she woke, not to an alarm or a knock, but to the unmistakable sense of being watched—not by eyes, but by circumstance itself.She lay still for a long moment, breathing evenly, listening to the subtle indicators of heightened security around her. The faint click of distant doors locking into new sequences. The soft murmur of voices carried through vents and hallways. The estate was awake before she was, already braced for impact.When she finally sat up, she did so slowly, deliberately, as if sudden movement might fracture whatever fragile balance was holding things together. Sunlight crept in through the curtains in narrow bands, pale and unconvincing,
Spoiled By My Overprotective Brothers CHAPTER 120 — FAULT LINES
Morning arrived without permission.The sun rose over the estate in slow, indifferent strokes of pale gold, slipping through tall windows and casting elongated shadows across marble floors, as though it had no awareness of the tension coiled tightly within the walls. The house woke the way it always did—quietly, efficiently—but something beneath the surface had shifted. It wasn’t fear. It was anticipation, sharp and brittle, like glass waiting to crack.Liana stood by the window in her room, arms folded loosely as she watched the grounds below. Men moved in carefully choreographed patterns, their presence subtle but unmistakable, security adjusted just enough to remain invisible to an untrained eye. Nothing looked different, and yet everything felt altered. Silence had done its work. It had stretched nerves thin and pulled attention inward, forcing everyone to confront what they were truly protecting.She exhaled slowly, pressing her forehead briefly to the cool glass be
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