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the sting of jealousy
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TAMING THE BILLIONAIRE; My Brother's Best Friend Unwelcome pressure
Ethan's POVI walked into the office the next morning with a little more confidence in my stride.The day before had been difficult — I wasn't about to deny it — but I'd spent close enough to the whole night working through files, piecing together what little I understood of the company's project, and creating something that I could present without embarrassing myself completely.I was not going to let Aaron Warner send me home on my second day.Without a struggle.I smiled graciously at the receptionist, strained smiled at Maxwell when he waved at me, and walked straight to the AW group meeting room.The room was quiet — eerily so — when I walked in. The large table gleamed, chairs pulled in tightly, screens blank. I exhaled a breath I hadn't realized I was holding.I loved being the first person there.Loved having a moment to just be before the chaos of the day engulfed me completely.I put my file folder onto the table and sat down in one of the chairs, my fingers tapping restivel
TAMING THE BILLIONAIRE; My Brother's Best Friend the sting of jealousy
Aaron's POVI finally logged off my computer, the last few lines of numbers blending together before dissipating from the screen. The office was silent now, the hum of the building settling into its nighttime drone. I leaned back, letting the leather of my chair creak beneath me, and just stared into the darkness.This wasn't something new.I worked late almost every night. I convinced myself I did so since I was a workaholic, that I needed to squeeze out every final drop of productivity from the day — but I knew the truth.I remained because I hated going home.Home was isolated.Home was teasing.It reminded me of all the wrong choices I'd made as a human being. All of the secrets I'd kept. All of the lies I'd told. All of the people I'd pushed away — starting with Ethan.I pushed the thought away and grabbed my bag. No good could come from letting myself think about him.The building was quiet as I made my way down the hallway, my shoes echoing off the marble floor. I was halfway t
TAMING THE BILLIONAIRE; My Brother's Best Friend A HELPFUL PINKY
Ethan's POVI tugged at my shirt collar and undid the first three buttons, gasping for air. The office was too quiet, the air too still, and my head seemed like it was spinning in circles. My screen stared back at me with all the progress of an empty grave. I had the title. I had the general idea. That was it.It was now 7:13 p.m. and I'd achieved nothing concrete.I sighed in frustration and rocked backward in my chair, pinching the bridge of my nose.Why did it feel like Aaron Warner was in my head, tapping his finger against the inner wall of my skull and whispering, You can't do it. You're going to fail.Like hell I would.I’d give him something so polished he’d have no choice but to respect it — or choke on it.There was a soft knock at the door.I didn’t even bother lifting my head, just grunted, “Come in.”It had to be security or someone who forgot their badge. Everyone else had gone home hours ago.The door creaked open and a small voice said, “Um… hi?”I looked up.Mandy
TAMING THE BILLIONAIRE; My Brother's Best Friend A SPLASH OF DOUBT
Ethan's POVHe was a goddamn dick, and I'd be damned if he would be the rain to my sunshine.He needed a project review?Fine. I'd give him a project review that would blow his stupidly beautiful hair right off his arrogant head.I pushed all thoughts of him — of us — aside. I didn't need them. I didn't want them.He didn't need me.So I wouldn't want him.My throat was scratchy from the amount of times I'd swallowed through that meeting, the amount of times I'd looked at him and locked eyes with him, which he ignored, pretended not to have seen.He disappeared. He vanished. And it wasn't that there wasn't effort put into finding him. I made those telephone calls, knocked on those doors, begged for information — he chose to vanish.I was not going to pretend that seeing him had not stirred something inside me, had not opened a box that I had taped shut a long time ago. I was not going to pretend like his voice, his eyes, his obnoxious commanding presence didn't mess me up all over ag
TAMING THE BILLIONAIRE; My Brother's Best Friend LINES I SHOULDN'T CROSS
Aaron's POVWhat the fuck.What the actual fuck.It was going to be easy.I just had to just ignore him — pretend he wasn't even standing there, stuff all of those memories back in that locked little box I'd been pounding shut for six years.But since when has Ethan Banks ever been the kind of guy you can ignore?I sat across from him behind the conference table while he listened to Maxwell, one of my shrewdest analysts, talk about Q4 expectations. He was focused, nodding, pen tapping against his pad.I wished I could despise him for how intent he was.But I couldn't.Not when my heart was pounding out of time in my chest just for having him in the same room.Not when he looked like that.God, how was he even in New York?When he had crashed into me three weeks ago in the lobby, coffee spilling everywhere, it had taken every bit of myself not to grab him there, not to slam my lips into his like I used to.Things have changed.I am no longer the foolish young man that I used to be.I a
TAMING THE BILLIONAIRE; My Brother's Best Friend PEOPLE YOU USED TO KNOW
Ethan's povI woke up smiling.No, scratch that grinning.For once, the weight that had been resting on my chest was gone. Today was the day. My first day at Warner Industries. My first move towards making something that was mine, not Connor's, not my family's, not a handout.This was going to be a good day.I sprang out of bed and yanked the curtains wide open, drenching the room in morning sunlight like some soap opera movie montage. I caught a look in the mirror — hair flying out in every possible direction, eyes gleaming a little too hard with nerves — and just laughed out loud."Pull it together, Banks," I snarled at my own reflection.I dressed in the outfit I had set out the night before — clean white shirt, black trousers, black tie. I even took out the gel and smoothed my curls back, trying to look more sophisticated, more. corporate.But as soon as I caught sight of myself, I stopped dead in my tracks.That wasn't me. That was a person who was too willing to fit in somewhere
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