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CHAPTER 7
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Trapped By The Billionaire Brothers CHAPTER 7
ALYANA POV For a few seconds after Julian said those words, neither of us moved. The air between us felt thick, almost heavy, like the entire mansion was holding its breath. My fingers tightened around the cold metal railing, but I refused to step back. I already knew that if I did, he would notice. And something about Julian Vance told me he enjoyed noticing weakness. His hand was still gripping the railing beside mine. Not touching me, but close enough that I could feel the heat coming from his skin. Too close. My heart beat faster, and I hated that he could probably see it in my face. “You talk like you own everything,” I said, trying to keep my voice steady. “Including me.” His blue eye studied me quietly. There was no anger in it. No rush. Just that same calm focus that made it impossible to read what he was really thinking. “I do own many things,” he replied. The answer made irritation spark in my chest. “That’s not something to brag about.” The corner of his mouth move
Trapped By The Billionaire Brothers CHAPTER 6
ALYANA POV I barely slept that night. Every time I tried to close my eyes, the same image appeared in my mind—Julian Vance standing in the doorway of the library, silent and unreadable, like he had been watching longer than I realized. Like he had been waiting for that exact moment. And then there were the words he said. We’re going to have a child. The sentence kept circling inside my head like a broken record. No matter how much I tried to push it away, it kept coming back. Morning light slowly crept through the tall windows of the East Wing, thin strips of gold stretching across the marble floor. I was still sitting on the edge of the bed, wrapped loosely in a blanket that smelled faintly of lavender and fresh detergent. The room was quiet—too quiet—and my chest still felt tight from everything that had happened the night before. I rubbed both hands over my face and exhaled slowly. “Okay,” I muttered to myself. “Think.” If I stayed inside this room all day, I was going to
Trapped By The Billionaire Brothers CHAPTER 5
ALYANA POV Julian didn't let me go back by myself. He walked a few steps behind me, and I could hear his footsteps on the floor. Every time I tried to walk faster, he kept up with me. He didn't say anything until we reached the big wooden doors of the bedroom in the East Wing. Instead of letting me go into my own room, he grabbed the handle of the main bedroom door and pushed it open. "Inside," he said."Julian, it’s late. I just want to sleep," I said, my voice shaking. "Inside, Alyana."I walked into his room. It was bigger than mine and colder. It just smelled like him and the rain hitting the windows. He closed the door and leaned against it with his arms crossed. His mask covered half his face, but I could feel him watching me. "You think he’s different," Julian said. It wasn't a question."He’s my friend," I said, turning to face him. I was tired of being watched every time I walked down the hall in this house. "He’s the only one here who treats me like a person instead of
Trapped By The Billionaire Brothers CHAPTER 4
ALYANA POV The clock on the wall of the East Wing suite ticked in the silence, keeping me awake. I stared at the ceiling, thinking about the warmth of Leo’s hand against mine. It felt like a long time ago when we were just two kids dreaming of leaving our small town. Now, I was stuck in a house that felt empty, and he was the brother of the man who had bought me. I sat up, feeling the silk pajamas offer little against the chill in the room. I needed to get up. I needed space to think.I crept out of my room, my bare feet quiet on the cold marble floor. I knew the rules—stay in the East Wing—but the library was just across the foyer, and Julian’s study was on the other side of the house. I only needed one book, one thing to focus on so my mind would stop racing. The library was dim and smelled of old paper. I didn’t turn on the lights. The moonlight through the high windows was enough to make out the shelves. "I figured you couldn't sleep either."I nearly jumped, Leo was sitti
Trapped By The Billionaire Brothers CHAPTER 3
ALYANA POV Julian’s grip on my waist was suffocating. He pulled me so close that I could feel the erratic thrum of his pulse through his shirt. It wasn't a romantic gesture; it was a warning. The older man, Julian’s father, didn't look at me first. He looked at Julian’s mask. He sighed, a heavy sound full of disappointment. "Still wearing that thing, I see," Arthur Vance said, his voice echoing in the room. "It makes the help nervous, Julian. And it’s bad for the brand. You look like a character from a gothic novel, not a CEO." Julian’s fingers flared against my hip. "Good thing I’m not running a modeling agency, Father. I’m running a conglomerate. And I’m doing it better than you did." "Is that so?" Arthur finally turned his cold, grey eyes to me. He scanned me from head to toe, dismissing my simple dress with a single glance. "And this is the girl. Alyana, was it? Your father was very eager to close the deal. I hope you have more of a spine than he does." "I have enough
Trapped By The Billionaire Brothers CHAPTER 2
ALYANA POV The sun didn’t wake me up; the silence did. It was so quiet my ears felt odd. I sat up in the huge bed, the silk sheets sliding down. The room was beautiful but cold—all grey and cream, with furniture that looked too expensive to actually use. I walked to the window and pulled back the heavy curtains. Below, a wide lawn stretched toward a high stone wall topped with black security cameras. Two men in dark suits walked the edge of the property, their earpieces catching the light. I wasn’t a guest. I was a high-end prisoner. A soft knock at the door made me jump. A young woman in a black-and-white uniform stepped in, keeping her head low. "Good morning, Mrs. Vance. I’m Maria. I’ve brought your tea," she said quietly. She set a silver tray on the chair, her hands trembling slightly. "Thank you, Maria. And please, call me Alyana," I said, trying to catch her eye. "Can you tell me how to get to the garden? I’d like to take a walk." Maria looked up at me, look
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