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Three Hot Billionaires Brothers wants Me Chapter 83
The drive to the docks was suffocating. The car hummed in silence, but inside, every breath was heavy with unspoken words. Zane lounged with his usual smirk, boots kicked out like he owned the world. Liam sat rigid, his knuckles pale against his knee, staring out the window as if the horizon could hold him together. Kai rode up front, quiet, steady, but his silence was sharper than any blade.I pressed myself against the seat, hood tugged low, but I could still feel it, the heat of their presence, the invisible chains tightening around me.By the time we reached the pier, my nerves were raw. The docks were chaos. Security swarmed like ants, cameras flashing as reporters tried to pierce the lines. I tugged my hood lower, but still I felt them, eyes, whispers, the weight of curiosity pressing down on me.“She looks guilty.”“No, scared.”“Or both.”I clenched my fists, shoulders rigid as the brothers flanked me. To the world, it must have looked like protection. To me, it felt like capt
Three Hot Billionaires Brothers wants Me Chapter 82
The villa’s halls echoed with marble and menace. Every portrait seemed to watch me, every window reflected a version of myself I barely recognized, torn between fear and fire.But air was the one thing I couldn’t have, the night stole it from me, pressing its weight into my chest until I was left hollow.By morning, my decision was carved into me like stone.At exactly 8:44 a.m., a knock shattered the silence.Not just any knock. His knock.Liam stood on the other side of my door.I didn’t bother softening my voice. The moment the door creaked open, the words ripped out of me before I could stop them.“What do you want, Liam?” My tone was sharp enough to cut. “Haven’t you done enough already? Or did you come here to see how much more you can break me before breakfast?”My hands curled into fists at my sides. Every muscle in my body ached to shove him back out the door, to slam it in his face, to make him feel even an ounce of the suffocation he’d left me drowning in.His presence alo
Three Hot Billionaires Brothers wants Me Chapter 81
“You always have a choice,” I snapped, my voice shaking with fury. My chest burned, my ribs barely holding in the ache. Betrayal doesn’t just sting, it rots.Liam’s jaw tightened. He took one step closer. “Lena, it’s not what you think”I cut him off, yanking the letter from my pocket and shoving it at his chest. “Not what I think? Then explain this.”His face paled as his eyes flicked over the handwriting, his name, Mrs. Hills’s terms spelled out in ink.“If you bring the girl in, I’ll clear the path for you. Protect me, and I’ll give you what you’ve been waiting for.”My voice broke, rising. “You agreed with her. You made a deal. To bring me here. To use me.” My throat tightened, but I forced the words out, each one slashing at my own heart. “So tell me, Liam, the love you profess, the care you show, what was it for? Just another way of keeping me docile while you bargained pieces of me away to Mrs. Hills?”“Lena, I” His hand dragged through his hair, desperation flashing across his
Three Hot Billionaires Brothers wants Me Chapter 80
My thumb hovered over the screen, heart pounding. Was this attachment against me or for me?I clicked.Nothing. Just a random, meaningless file. A string of numbers and letters that made no sense. No threat. No weapon. Just… empty.I exhaled shakily, cheeks burning with the rush of paranoia. Liam’s eyes were still on me, sharp and suspicious. “What is it?” he asked.“Nothing,” I lied quickly, sliding the phone into my pocket. “It’s nothing.”Before he could press further, I mumbled, “I need a moment,” and slipped toward the restroom.My steps were too fast, my head too clouded. I didn’t see the trash bucket until my shin collided with it. The metal clattered, toppling over, spilling paper, cups, and scraps across the floor in a noisy mess.“Damn it,” I hissed, crouching to gather the mess. My fingers brushed crumpled receipts, torn envelopes, and stained napkins. I scooped them back into the bucket, muttering under my breath, until something different caught my eye.A folder. Slim, tu
Three Hot Billionaires Brothers wants Me Chapter 79
The room detonated.Voices crashed over one another, a storm of accusations and demands. Reporters shoved closer, microphones stretched like weapons toward my face. Camera flashes blinded me in bursts, white heat scorching my eyes.“Lena! Which brother first?”“Did they share you?”“Was this orchestrated, an arrangement?”“Are you in love with them or just their money?”Each word was a blade, stabbing from every angle. The air reeked of sweat, perfume, and desperation. I gripped the podium, my knuckles white, and tried to keep my breathing steady.Behind the cameras, I felt them. Liam, Zane, Kai. My storm of shadows.Liam’s voice cut through the din first, sharp and cold.“Enough.”He strode forward, shoulders rigid, his presence a wall of fury. “This circus ends here.” His glare sliced across the crowd like steel.But Zane, God, Zane, laughed. The sound was reckless, dangerous, echoing against the pressroom walls. He leaned against the side wall, slow-clapping.“Oh, don’t stop them n
Three Hot Billionaires Brothers wants Me Chapter 78
The camera light seared into my skin. My heart thundered so loud I thought the microphone might pick it up. Still, I forced my lips to curve into something resembling control.“You want a story?” I said, my voice clear. “I’ll give you the truth.”The silence didn’t last.“Truth?” one reporter scoffed, waving his recorder like a weapon. “Let’s start simple, then. Did you sleep with them to climb into this house?”Heat flared across my cheeks. I could feel the brothers’ eyes drilling into me from offstage, but I didn’t look at them. Not yet.“No,” I said.Laughter exploded, sharp and cruel.“Come on, Lena,” another voice sneered. “You expect us to believe three heirs, three brothers, risked their reputations for a maid who irons shirts and scrubs toilets?”I swallowed hard, every muscle in me screaming to run. My father’s voice hissed in my skull: Born to take, not to build. A curse.I steadied my hands on the podium. “Yes. That’s exactly what I expect you to believe. Because it’s the t
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