Todos os capítulos de Stealing My Sister's Fiancee: Capítulo 1 - Capítulo 10

PresentMy breath caught in my throat, like I had just drowned, and finally reached the surface. The yellow light from the bed lamp slapped me back into reality. My spacious room—the messy gray sheets, the AC running, and the cold air piercing my sweat-soaked skin.I hugged my chest, trying to soothe the rumbling that felt like it was hollowing out my ribs.That dream again. The same dream. That night, Dylan had blood on his neck.I covered my face with both hands, but that didn't erase it. The images still lingered in my mind's eye. Five years had passed, and this dream still crushed me every night, bringing me back to when everything stopped.Where my heart broke. Where I lost My Brother.I woke up fully, cold sweat beading on my neck and back.Jumping out of bed, I dragged my body to the kitchen. The light above the dining table burns dimly, creating long shadows on the walls of my deserted apartment. I opened the refrigerator, grabbed a bottle of cold water, and poured it into a g

My gaze lingers on the gun in his hand, then back on his face, trying to find an explanation, any explanation that makes sense.He stepped forward, one small step that felt like a rumble inside my chest. "You shouldn't be here."His words made me surge with panic.Aaric smiled faintly, a smile that I once found so intoxicating but now only felt like a knife blade at the back of my neck. He tilted slightly, looking at me like a predator who had just found a new toy."Ah," his voice was flat, full of cold amusement. "A scandalous artist seems to be interested in another scandal."My heart sank at his words. My body wanted to move, but it felt like it was held back by an invisible magnet. My mouth was dry, my mind blank except for one question that kept repeating itself: Why is he here?"Shut up," I hissed, a small, quivering voice that didn't even convince me.He laughed softly, a low, husky. "Seriously, Maya? After all this time, that's what you said? No 'hello,' no 'how are you?"He a

He shooed away the people who had been sitting with him. They saw me, probably recognized me, and gave me a quick glance before actually leaving.I stared at him, trying to maintain my balance even though my legs felt like they were made of rubber. The scent of sandalwood and metal invaded my senses, bringing up old memories I'd rather bury.Yet, here I was, standing in front of the man who might be my only hope or my undoing."Stop looking at me like that," I hissed, my voice barely more than a whisper. I gulped down the remaining courage from the alcohol coursing through my veins, trying to dispel the trembling in my hands.Aaric raised his eyebrows, the corners of his lips curling in a smile so familiar, so devastating."Like what?" he asked, his tone lazy but his eyes shining sharply like he knew exactly what was in my head."Like I'm... something you want to break," I replied, sounding sharp. But I knew the trembling tone at the end of my words didn't escape him.He chuckled, a s

The soft strains of classical music filled the air in the backyard of my family's grand mansion, accompanying the laughter of the guests who mingled with the sound of their wine glasses clinking together. Their steps gracefully made their way down the green lawn—the place that used to be the stage of my childhood destiny.There, me, Dylan—my best friend and older brother—and the little Mellan once ran around carefree, laughing without the shadow of a future that now seemed so far out of reach."Are you okay?" Ashley whispered while touching my arm. Her soft voice was enough to bring me back to reality.I nodded slightly, even though my heart was still beating wildly. "I need some fresh air," I muttered, ignoring Aaric's gaze that kept following me like a shadow.However, before I could move toward the balcony, Mellan pulled me into her circle of friends."You have to meet my friends. They're dying to meet you!" she said excitedly.Mellan grasped my arm enthusiastically and led me to a

I stood in front of the large mirror of the hotel room, brushing my hair slowly. The casual dress I'd chosen was a cream-colored one with a slight floral pattern lightly on my body, giving me a sense of comfort and elegance. At the very least, I wanted to look presentable enough to accompany Mellan, even though my mind was still full of images of last night.This city always feels foreign to me whenever I return. Other than for movie promotion purposes, I was rarely actually here. It was like walking among old memories that kept lurking on street corners. But today, I tried not to think about it. Mellan was waiting for me, and I wanted today to be a day where I could forget everything, at least for a while.After tidying myself up, I waited in the hotel lobby with a warm cup of coffee. I glanced at my watch. Mellan was already ten minutes late. That was not too surprising, considering how often she was preoccupied with small details.The glass door to the lobby opened, and I quickly l