ログインFor years, Novalyn Hart has been hopelessly in love with her best friend, Rowan Oberon—the boy who once saved her, the man she quietly imagined a future with. Now he’s a brilliant doctor, and her feelings have only deepened. But when she finally gathers the courage to confess her heart, she’s already too late. Shattered and humiliated, she stumbles straight into Rowan’s older twin brother, Sebastian Oberon—a cocky, dangerous playboy with the same face but none of Rowan’s warmth. Sebastian doesn’t believe in love. He calls it a weakness, a pretty lie people cling to so they don’t break. He mocks her devotion to Rowan… and the pathetic way her heart still beats for a man who can’t love her back. But the more Novalyn and Sebastian are forced into each other’s lives, the more complicated everything becomes. Because Sebastian starts wanting what he shouldn’t. And Rowan realizing too late what he’s about to lose starts looking at Novalyn in a way he never has before. Soon, both brothers want her. Both are falling for her. And Novalyn is caught in the middle of a love that was never meant to be a triangle… until it became one.
もっと見るRowan just stares at me. He blinks once. Then twice. His face goes completely blank, like his brain is trying to process information in a language it doesn't understand."What?" he finally manages to say. "What did you just say, Nova?""James Sterling," I repeat, and my voice is shaking but I press forward anyway because I've started this and I have to see it through, I have to make him understand. "Her ex-fiancé from LA. She's been seeing him. Today, right now, she's with him at the Grandview Hotel. I followed her there. I saw them together—""You followed her?" Rowan's voice shifts, going hard in a way I've rarely heard directed at me. "Nova, what the hell are you talking about?""I had to. I found evidence, Rowan. A robe in her things with his initials embroidered on it. J.S. James Sterling. And then I found out he's been staying at the Grandview for days, and today when Jane said she was going to see her sick mother she actually went straight to him. She lied to your face about wh
The door swings shut across the hall.That's when it hits me, I'm not alone in this room. I'm here with Sebastian Oberon, having just spectacularly failed at the one thing we came here to do.I stumble back from the peephole, my legs suddenly weak. One hand reaches out blindly for the wall to steady myself while the other still clutches my phone. The screen is dark now, silent and innocent-looking, as if it didn't just detonate our entire operation like a bomb.When I finally manage to turn around, I find Sebastian already watching me.He looks calm, his expression sitting somewhere between disappointed and grimly amused."Well," he says slowly, and I can hear the dry amusement threading through his voice, "that was impressively terrible timing.""I know," I mumble, still gripping my phone like somehow if I hold it tight enough, I can rewind time. Undo Rowan's call. Get the photo I was supposed to get. Make this disaster un-happen. "I didn't... I didn't know he would call right then.
We watch the car keep moving toward the place we already suspect. Or maybe know for sure it's heading to. And with every second that passes, my heart trembles even more. My fists are balled tight on my laps."Stop fidgeting," Sebastian says without taking his eyes off Jane's car, three vehicles ahead of us. "You're making me nervous.""I'm making you nervous?" I raise a brow. "You're the one who apparently does this for fun.""I prefer to think of it as a hobby." He says, sliding through another lane, always keeping the right distance. "Besides, I don't do it for fun. I do it because I'm good at it.""That's not the reassurance you think it is, Sebastian.""Wasn't trying to reassure you, sweetheart." He glances at me briefly, one eyebrow raised. "I was stating a fact."Sweetheart? My cheeks flush at the endearment, heat creeping up my neck. The way he says it sends me hot. It's just a word. Just a casual endearment people throw around all the time. But the way Sebastian says it sends
The three days between Wednesday and Saturday crawl by.Thursday morning, I show up to work at the café already exhausted. My shift starts at six, and I immediately start messing up orders. I give a customer oat milk instead of almond. I forget to add the extra shot of espresso someone specifically requested. I nearly burn myself twice on the steam wand because I'm not paying attention.Because my mind keeps circling back to Sebastian and our Saturday 'mission.' Every time I try to focus on something else, my brain yanks me right back to it. Friday, I have the day off. I should be grateful for the rest, should use it to catch up on sleep or do literally anything productive. But instead, I spend the entire day pacing my room like a caged animal, nervous.At dinner, Jane makes this incredible chicken parmesan. I sit across from her, watching her twirl pasta onto her fork. I really, really look at her. How can someone look so innocent while harboring such a foul secret?I take a breath.
I wake to the sound of laughter. It's loud. So loud that it pulls me straight out of sleep. For a disorienting moment, I forget where I am. Then it all comes rushing back. I'm in Rowan's apartment. In the room Jane decorated for me. In the space where I'm supposed to start my new life as the thi
I lay on my bed that night, staring at the ceiling, thinking about Sebastian's offer.The club was one thing... just a distraction, a few hours of pretending I could be someone different. Someone who isn’t painfully in love with her best friend. But this? This second offer is something else entirel
My heart stops. Did I hear him correctly? “You’re joking,” I blurt out, and I can already feel the heat flooding up my neck. “I—I can’t do that. Sebastian, seriously. I’ve never done anything like that.” "But you know what it is, don't you?" His voice is sinful, and it does something dangerou
“What do you want, Sebastian?” My voice comes out cracked. “I’m not entertaining you today.” I stand on the broken sidewalk outside Rowan’s apartment building, a place I have frequented for years, and for the first time, it feels cold He laughs quietly. “You think I want entertainment from a
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