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Chapter One-Hundred Three
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TANGLED BETWEEN BROTHERS One-Hundred and Thirteen
Nicole’s POV The next morning started with a headache.Not mine, Zara’s.I stood in the kitchen, stirring the cup slowly, watching the steam rise. The smell wasn’t exactly pleasant, but it would help her.At least… I hoped so.Last night replayed in my head, her singing, her dancing, and then… the mess.I sighed, turning off the gas and carrying the cup carefully.“Let’s see if you’re still alive,” I muttered under my breath.I pushed her door open gently.The curtains were still drawn, the room dim. Zara was lying on the bed, half buried under the blanket, one arm hanging off the side.“Zara,” I called softly.She groaned.That was a good sign.I opened the windows and curtains, allowing the morning light to enter into the room.Then, I walked closer and placed the cup on the bedside table. “Sit up.”“No,” she mumbled, her voice dry and weak.I crossed my arms. “Sit up.” I repeated again.She shifted slightly, pulling the blanket over her head. “The light is too bright… the world
TANGLED BETWEEN BROTHERS One-Hundred and Twelve
Third Person POVThat nightLiam had barely stepped into the living room when he noticed his mother, it seemed like she was waiting for him.Marianna Ryder sat comfortably on the sofa, a tablet resting on her lap, a glass of wine in her hand. She looked calm. She didn’t look up immediately. “Finally,” she said after a moment, her voice smooth. “You decided to come home.”Liam didn’t respond.He walked past her, loosening his collar, his mind clearly somewhere else.“Liam,” she called again, this time firmer. “We need to talk. I'm sorry about earlier,I realized that I have been involving myself in your life too much.”He stopped.Slowly, he turned to look at her. “What do you want?”Marianna lifted her gaze, studying his face carefully. “I don't like the way we are acting like strangers, you are my son and I'm your mother.”“If you don't have anything better to say, excuse me.” He was about to leave again.“You don’t look well.” She pointed out.“I’m fine,” he replied shortly.“No,” s
TANGLED BETWEEN BROTHERS One-Hundred and Eleven
Adrian’s POVThe night was quiet.I sat back on the couch, my shirt slightly unbuttoned, tie long gone, a glass of whiskey resting loosely in my hand. The city lights stretched beyond the glass walls, but I wasn’t really looking at them.My mind was somewhere else.On Nicole, then it drifted to her step brother, Frank.I exhaled slowly, rubbing my jaw. Something about him didn’t sit right with me.The way Nicole said his name earlier… the way her voice changed. I scoffed under my breath, shaking my head.No. It wasn’t that simple.I leaned forward, setting the glass down on the table.I don’t trust coincidences, not in my world.I reached for my phone and unlocked it, my thumb hovering over a contact for a second before I pressed the call.The line rang, and the person on the other end answered immediately “Yeah.”I leaned back, resting my elbow on the arm of the couch. “I need a profile run.”There was a short pause. “On who?”“Frank Locke.”There was a slight shift on the other
TANGLED BETWEEN BROTHERS One-Hundred and Ten
THIRD PERSON POV The moment Liam pushed open the front door, the force of it made the door slam loudly against the wall.Anna, who had been sitting on the couch scrolling through her phone, jumped slightly.She looked up immediately. “Liam?” she said, surprised. “You’re back early.”He didn’t answer.Instead, he tossed his car keys onto the table with a sharp clatter and walked straight toward the bar cabinet.Anna slowly stood up, watching him carefully.His shoulders were tense.“Are you okay?” she asked, walking closer.Liam grabbed a glass and poured himself a drink without replying.Anna folded her arms. “Liam.”He downed the drink in one quick gulp.Then he finally spoke. “It’s your fault she saw us.”Anna blinked. “What?”He turned toward her, frustration written all over his face.Anna’s expression shifted slightly, but she quickly masked it. “Sorry.”Liam stared at her. “That’s all you’re going to say?”“What do you want me to say?” she asked calmly.“That this is a disaster
TANGLED BETWEEN BROTHERS One-Hundred and Nine
Nicole's POV I was still standing outside the classroom when my phone buzzed in my hand.My heart was still racing from the conversation with Frank or whatever that was.My mind kept replaying his words.You know I'm your stepbrother.I squeezed my eyes shut for a moment, trying to steady my breathing.This couldn’t be real.My phone buzzed again, I looked down.Adrian calling.For a second, I just stared at the screen.Then I answered.“Hello?”“Hey,” Adrian’s voice came through, warm and calm as always. “Are you done with class?”I leaned against the wall in the hallway.“Yeah… I just finished.”“Good,” he said. “I’m outside.”My brows furrowed.“Outside?”“Yeah.”“Outside where?”“Your campus.”I blinked. “You’re here?”“I was nearby,” he said casually.I almost laughed. “You’re never ‘nearby.’”He chuckled softly. “Fair point.”I hesitated for a second. “Why are you here?”“Lunch,” he said simply.“I’m not sure I—”“Nicole.”The way he said my name stopped me.“Come outside,” he
TANGLED BETWEEN BROTHERS One-Hundred and Eight
Nicole's POV.I was trying very hard to focus on the lecture.The professor was writing something on the board, explaining a concept that everyone around me seemed to understand, but my mind was somewhere else entirely.My pen hovered above my notebook, but I hadn't written anything for the past five minutes.All I could think about was the meeting from yesterday.The investigator’s words kept replaying in my head.Frank… is working with Leo King.My chest tightened again.I still didn’t know if it was true, but the thought alone had been haunting me all night.A movement at the classroom door caught my attention.And the moment I saw who it was, my stomach dropped.Frank.He stood at the entrance of the classroom like he owned the place.His eyes slowly scanned the room… until they landed on me.My heart skipped.No.Not today.Not now.I quickly looked down at my notebook, pretending to write something, hoping he would just leave.But of course, he didn’t.I could feel it. That stra
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