All Chapters of Billionaire's Darkest Desire: Marrying My Brother-in-law : Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

It was beautiful. The way her body fit against mine, the way her breath evened out as she lay on my chest—it was perfect. I ran my fingers through her hair, feeling the steady rise and fall of her breathing. For a moment, everything felt right. No worries, no fears—just us, wrapped in the warmth of our shared intimacy. I pressed a soft kiss to the top of her head. “Are you okay?” She hummed sleepily. “Mmm… yeah.” I chuckled softly. “That tired, huh?”She shifted slightly, resting her chin on my chest as her fingers traced random patterns on my skin. Then, after a moment of silence, she asked, “Elijah… what are we?”I felt my heart skip a beat. Of all the things she could’ve asked, I wasn’t expecting that.I tilted my head to look at her, trying to gauge what she was thinking. “What do you mean?”She sighed. “I mean… we have a child, we live together, we sleep together, and yet, we never really talked about what we are.”I smirked, unable to resist teasing her. “So, you’re sa

Five months. I only have five months to prepare everything for my dream wedding. When I got married, I didn't do that much well I think except that I needed to walk down the aisle and say yes. This time, it was different. This time, I wanted to be part of every single detail—the venue, the flowers, the dress, even the tiniest decorations. This was *our* wedding, and I wanted it to be perfect. Elijah wasn’t the type to care about details, but to my surprise, he was involved in everything. From choosing places to picking out the invitations, he was there—opinionated, sometimes annoyingly so, but still there. I stared at him as he scrolled through photos of wedding venues on his phone. “You do know you’re just supposed to nod and say, ‘Whatever you want, baby,’ right?” He smirked. “Nope. This is my wedding too. I get a say.” I rolled my eyes, but I couldn’t help the smile tugging at my lips. Maybe planning this wedding wouldn’t be so bad after all.We spent the next few days vi

My grip tightened on the chair as I stared at her, trying to process what the hell was happening.It’s been years since I last visited Victoria at the mental hospital. The reports had been good—she was stable, responding well to treatment. She was supposed to be living under supervision, gradually reintegrating into society.But why the hell was she standing in front of me now?“Surprised to see me?” she asked, tilting her head slightly. “I figured it was time for a family reunion.”I exhaled sharply, forcing my emotions into check. “How did you get out?”Victoria let out a soft, amused laugh, shaking her head. “Oh, Elijah, let’s skip the boring interrogation, shall we? I’m here now. That’s what matters.”I clenched my jaw, my patience thinning. “That’s not how this works, Victoria. You don’t just walk in here and expect things to go back to normal.”She sighed dramatically, rolling her eyes. “Fine. If you must know, I behaved, passed all their little tests, and they decided I was ‘fi

I sat beside Noah on a park bench, my hands gripping my lap as I tried to process everything. The wind was cool, rustling through the trees, but my mind felt like a storm.“You should leave the country,” Noah said, his voice firm but quiet. “Take Elijah, take the kids, and just go.”I frowned, turning to him. “What? Noah, that’s insane. Why would we—”I studied him carefully, my heart pounding in my chest. There was something different about him—something I couldn’t quite place. His eyes, once filled with warmth despite everything, now held a shadow I didn’t recognize.“Noah…” I said slowly, trying to keep my voice steady. “You’re scaring me.”“You should be scared,” he shot back, his tone sharp. “Eloise, I wouldn’t be here if this wasn’t serious. You need to take your family and leave before—”“Before what?” I cut him off, shaking my head. “Noah, you’re talking in circles! Just tell me what the hell is going on!”He inhaled sharply, gripping his hands together as if trying to keep hi

I hugged my knees to my chest, staring at the still water of the pool, but all I could see were the ripples of my past crashing into my present. Matthew is alive. My mind kept repeating those three words, over and over, like a cruel reminder that everything I built in the past ten years might not be mine to keep. I closed my eyes, feeling the night breeze kiss my skin, but it didn’t calm me. Instead, my thoughts dragged me back—to that night. Ten years ago. The explosion. The fire. The screams. I remembered running, my lungs burning, my heart pounding so hard I thought it would burst. I remembered the smell of smoke, the way the world seemed to blur as I searched for Matthew—only to be told he was gone. But was he really? I clutched my arms, my breath shaky. If Matthew survived… then where had he been all these years? Why didn’t he come back? Why now? “Eloise.” I jolted, snapping out of my daze. Elijah stood near the glass doors, his expression unreadable. He walk