บททั้งหมดของ Married To His CEO Brother: บทที่ 51 - บทที่ 60

Audrey’s pov“It’s adorable, really, how you think you can stand up to me.” Stephanie crossed her arms, her voice lowering. “But you’re only wasting your time. This house, this family… they’re under my control now. Not yours. And certainly not your father’s anymore. Soon, the company would be out of your care and back in mine so if I were you, I would tread very carefully.Her words hit me like a punch to the gut, but I refused to back down. “You might think you can manipulate everyone around you, but I know the truth. And I’m not going anywhere.”She chuckled, a cold, hollow sound that echoed through the room. “Oh, Audrey, by all means, keep trying. I’m quite entertained by your little outbursts. But remember: the maids, the staff, even the doctor…” She glanced pointedly at the doctor, who nodded slightly, still not meeting my eyes. “They’re loyal to me. Not to you.”I looked around the room, searching for some sign of support, but all I found were averted gazes and stony faces. The

Stephanie’s povHow could Crawford, of all people, stand there and speak to me with such arrogance, as if I were some nobody meddling in Eric’s affairs? After everything I’d done to ensure Eric’s comfort — to keep this household running smoothly, to make sure I was there, looking after him every step of the way — Mr. Crawford dismissed me with the same respect one would show a fly.I felt my nails dig into my palms as I replayed his words in my head. “My loyalty is to Eric… I’ll only discuss these matters with him.” The irony of it all was astounding. Loyalty? If he had any true loyalty to Eric, he’d understand that keeping Eric calm and undisturbed was essential to his health right now. I needed to keep Eric under my thumb, and the thought of Mr. Crawford standing in the way of that made my blood boil. He acted as though he was untouchable — that nothing could sway him from his so-called “duty.” But I’d seen people like him before, arrogant men who thought they were invincible, wh

Stephanie’s povEric’s daily dose would keep him compliant, his mind clouded and his will weakened. He’d hardly know what was happening around him, let alone be able to resist me. All I had to do was keep up appearances, continue my role as the dutiful wife, and soon enough, everything would fall into place.I stepped into Eric’s room, watching as he lay there, his eyes unfocused and distant. I couldn’t stay here. I needed to get out of here and get my peace.My phone rang as I saw a message from my friends who wanted us to meet up.“Saved by the bell,” I muttered. Finally, a chance to leave this house.***As I strode into the room, the subtle scent of perfume mixed with wine and laughter, Olivia and Clara instantly waved me over. I returned their perfectly practiced smiles, allowing myself to feel a flicker of pride in the choice of my outfit. Every detail mattered here, and I was prepared.“Stephanie, darling! That dress is divine!” Olivia greeted me, her voice carrying that effu

Lola’s povHe smiled at that. “Sounds like you found a way to make it meaningful, even if it wasn’t all action-packed.”“Exactly. But, eventually, Paris turned into Rome, and Rome into Madrid, and somewhere along the way, I started feeling… bored. Isn’t that crazy?”He was acting like he had not heard this story before but I didn’t mind. I was willing to repeat it as many times as he wanted.“Not really,” he replied thoughtfully. “I think people can get used to almost anything, even the excitement of travel. You probably missed having real connections, a sense of purpose.”I nodded, a little taken aback by how he’d hit the nail on the head. “It’s like… you can only stay in hotel rooms for so long before it feels empty.”We sat in silence for a moment, listening to the sounds of children playing in the distance and birds chirping.“What about you?” I finally asked. “What’s it like, having something to keep you rooted, like work?”“Hmm,” he said, rubbing his chin thoughtfully. “It’s ful

Jackson’s povThe way she took the lead had me hooked, and I couldn’t help but match her intensity. I tried to say something, to make sense of this, but she pressed a finger against my lips.“Shut up and kiss me,” she whispered, her voice low and teasing.I chuckled, nodding, and did exactly as she said, kissing her deeply. All the tension I’d felt earlier slipped away, replaced by the rush of the moment. We kept going, her hands trailing down my shoulders as I pulled her closer, letting the intensity build between us.In that moment, words didn’t matter.While we kissed, I leaned in close, my lips brushing against her ear. "I know what I want, and I'm not afraid to take it."Lola's breath hitched as I bit her earlobe, my hand traveling up her thigh. "I like a man who knows what he wants," she whispered.The tension between us was electric as we stumbled through the bedroom door, tearing at each other's clothes.I pushed Lola up against the wall while naked, my lips finding hers in a