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Chapter Twenty One

作者: Karen Chilotam
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By the time dinner was over, it was nearly to 9:00pm. The atmosphere in the dinning room felt like it had been scrubbed raw—at least on my end. I pushed my chair back, the legs scraping against the hardwood with a finality that I hoped would signal my escape.

“It was a beautiful dinner, Mrs. Graves,” I said, my voice sounding a bit too breathless. “But I really should get going. It’s already late.”

Zion’s hand instantly found mine again, his fingers lacing through mine with a firm possessive s
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  • Tempting The Graves Brothers   Chapter Twenty Three

    The heavy, dreamless sleep didn’t last nearly long enough. I was jolted awake by the mechanical, booming chime of the Graves house monitor. Years of sleepover, and I still hated it with passion.“Good morning, Graves! Seven o’ clock. Time to greet the day!” The automated voice chirped through the ceiling speakers.I groaned, burying my face back into Zion’s citrus-scented pillow. I couldn’t even stand the standard buzzing of a normal alarm clock; being summoned to consciousness by a surround-sound loudspeaker felt like a personal attack. It was so….Graves. Everything in this house was designed to be efficient, loud, and impossible to ignore.Beside me, Zion was already stirring. He looked far too alert for someone who had stayed up watching Heartbreak High until the early hours. He leaned over, shaking my shoulder gently. “Come on, Sunshine. School waits for no one.”“School can wait ten more minutes,” I mumbled into the duvet.He laughed,sliding out of bed. “I am going in first. If y

  • Tempting The Graves Brothers   Chapter Twenty Two

    By the time I had finished trying on all 5 dresses, an hour had already slipped through our fingers. Between Zion’s theatrical rounds of applause, his constant teasing, and the way he made me twirl until I was dizzy, the clock had ticked past 10:00pm.I finally slipped out of the last Parsian silk and into the bathroom to wash the day off. After a hot shower, I emerged wearing one of Zion’s baggy, heather-grey-t-shirts. It was soft, smelled faintly of his citrus cologne, and reached mid-thigh. I pulled my damp hair into a messy bun, feeling more like myself but still vibrating with the low-level “static.”Even in the baggy shirt and bare feet, Zion looked at me like I was under a spotlight. “You know, couture is great, but I think the Kay-Graves look suits you best,” he joked, patting the space on the bed next to him.I climbed in, pulling the heavy duvet up to my chest. An awkward silence settled between us—the kind that usually didn’t exist in our decade-long friendship, but now fe

  • Tempting The Graves Brothers   Chapter Twenty One

    By the time dinner was over, it was nearly to 9:00pm. The atmosphere in the dinning room felt like it had been scrubbed raw—at least on my end. I pushed my chair back, the legs scraping against the hardwood with a finality that I hoped would signal my escape.“It was a beautiful dinner, Mrs. Graves,” I said, my voice sounding a bit too breathless. “But I really should get going. It’s already late.”Zion’s hand instantly found mine again, his fingers lacing through mine with a firm possessive squeeze. “Stay, Khi. Just for the night.”I blinked, the “static” in my head giving a sharp, warning buzz. “Zi, I can’t. It’s not Friday yet, and we have school tomorrow. You know how my schedule is.”“So what?” Zion shrugged, his eyes pleading with that boyish charm that usually worked on everyone. “Stay. We can just drive together to school tomorrow.”“Zion, I don’t have school clothes here,” I hissed under my breath, trying to keep the conversation private, though I could feel Noah’s eyes trac

  • Tempting The Graves Brothers   Chapter Twenty

    Noah’s eyes didn’t leave mine. They were cold, mocking, and dangerously bright. “I am just saying, Zi. Sometimes you can study for a subject for 10 years, think you know every chapter by heart, then realize you skipped the most important…..extra-curricular activity.”He took a sip of his wine, his eyes never wavering from my face. “It’s like a pop quiz, isn’t that right, Khione? The kind you don’t prepare for. The kind that happens in the middle of a hallway or……a living room.”My breath hitched. He was doing it. He was weaponizing the afternoon, turning our shared moment into a riddle that was too trusting for Zion to solve.“Speaking of quizzes,” Noah continued, his voice dripping to a dangerously casual register. “Did you tell Zion about your….progress today? You seemed to be struggling with some very specific’ oral exams’ earlier. I am not sure you’ve quite mastered the…….tongue of language yet.”The table went silent for a heartbeat. Mrs. Graves looked between her sons, her brow

  • Tempting The Graves Brothers   Chapter Ninteen

    The evening began to stretch and soon enough it was 7:00pm. The house , usually silent and cavernous, felt warmer when Mrs. Graves finally arrived. She looked as elegant as ever, her presence a whirlwind of maternal affection and expensive perfume.“My favorite two people!” She exclaimed, pulling Zion and I into a tight, shared hug. She squeezed us so hard I could feel the thrum of Zion’s heart against my shoulder. “Congratulations on the Harvard admission, darlings. I couldn’t be prouder of the two of you.”Zion beamed, his arm sliding naturally around my waist. “Thanks, Mom. Is Dad also joining us?”Mrs. Graves’ smile faltered, a flicker of weariness passing over her eyes. “No, sorry darling. You know your father. Work is his only mistress these days.”I watched Zion’s face fall slightly. It had been almost three years since the divorce, but the distance Mr. Graves and his sons seemed to grow wider with every passing year.“Where is that brother of yours?” She asked, glancing around

  • Tempting The Graves Brothers   Chapter Eighteen

    Noah withdrew instantly, the warmth of his presence replaced by a sudden, biting chill. He didn’t just move back; he recoiled as if I’d struck him. Confusion flickered across his face, shattering that smug, untouchable mask for the first time in ten years.“How? When? Where?” He rattled off, the questions sharp and jagged. “When did you two………when did this happen?”I could see his chest rising and falling quickly, his sapphire eyes searching mine for a lie that wasn’t there. “Yesterday,” I whispered, my voice finally steading. “He asked me yesterday. After school.”Noah seemed to vibrate with a strange energy—a tension I didn’t recognize. He looked like he wanted to say something, to shout, to laugh, but instead, he just let out a short, hollow breath.“Oh,” he said flatly.He walked back to the armchair and sat down, his entire posture turning ridged. The flirtatious predator was gone, replaced by a cold, distant stranger. “Right. Zion. Of course. Let’s just focus on the Spanish, Khi

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