All Chapters of Dear Ex, I Want Your Brother : Chapter 101 - Chapter 110

Liam’s POVThere’s something about this woman that throws my whole body into chaos. When she’s around, all my senses go into high alert. My blood rushes faster. My heart beats louder. Even the air feels heavier. She makes every part of me more alive — like I’m on edge, and I don’t even want to be saved from it. If I had it my way, I’d bend her over that desk right now and remind her exactly who she belongs to.“The desk is fine,” I reply, trying hard to ignore the growing tension in my lower body. God help me. The longer I stay in this office with her, the more dangerous things will get, for both of us. I need to get out before I act on the wild thoughts racing through my head.We sit across from each other at her desk. There’s a massive stack of paperwork in front of her. It’s like a wall between us. Thick, messy, and full of distractions. I wonder if she’s actually falling behind with work because of me. Maybe I’m the reason she’s buried in all these files. The thought makes me smil

Liam's POVI heard my phone buzz, and I looked down. The name on the screen read Daisy. My heart skipped as I pressed accept.“Please, can you stand outside?” I heard her voice. She sounded tense, so I wondered who she was speaking to.“No, can’t do, ma’am. I’ve been given direct orders to stay here, and until my orders say otherwise, I’ll only stand here,” came a deep, calm male voice. I recognized it as one of the bodyguards I had hired for her.I bit my lip. I knew why Daisy was calling, and I knew she would not like the reply I gave.“Seriously, Liam, tell your guy to back off. Please!! I need privacy to work,” her voice filled my ear. I felt a pang of protectiveness sweep through me. I wished I was one of her guards, keeping her safe.“I don’t need extra security, Liam. It’s just a baby and—guess what?—I’m neither going to be the first nor last woman to have one. So you have to stop this OTTP, please!”What the hell is OTTP?I honestly hoped for once that she wouldn’t argue with

Liam's POV I realized my patience had finally run out. I glanced around the church, which was adorned with white roses. Her favorite flowers. Everything looked white and pure, just like my little angel. Exactly to her taste and liking. The décor itself made the scene not only breathtaking but it felt and smelt heavenly.The same can't be said about the guests though; they look at me like a rejected groom. Only a few of us here, know that Daisy can never run away from me. Besides, Cynthia texted Jace over two hours ago, informing him that they were on their way here; they should've arrived hours ago.I know my woman isn't one for being on time but being two hours late is in no way like her. I've tried to reach Daisy for over an hour now and she hasn't been picking. Same with her driver and Cynthia who were with her in the same car. My gaze continuously flits around the room, not focusing on anyone or anything, just searching for deep blue eyes.Jason approached me, he's been in a corn

Liam’s POVThe manager returned after barely five minutes, holding his phone out to me.“Son… Liam,” my dad’s voice came through the receiver, full of worry. My chest tightened instantly. Of course, this man had to go and tell him. At least he hadn’t called the police yet. That was a small mercy, but only a small one.I took a deep breath and spoke softly, trying to keep my panic hidden. “Dad, I can explain, but I don’t have time right now. I’m pretty sure someone is watching me. Please, just approve it.”Ever since I left the hospital, I had noticed a black motorcycle following me, taking every turn, every corner. Whoever was on it was skilled, careful, and probably deadly. I could not afford to make a single mistake. Not one.“Okay, son,” my dad’s voice sounded tired, almost resigned. I wished I could tell him everything, lay it all out, but I couldn’t. Not if I wanted anyone to survive this.I handed the phone back to the manager. He spoke to my dad for a few seconds more before en

Daisy's POV I watched it all unfold through a haze of terror and disbelief. My heart pounded so hard I could feel it in my throat. I felt so small. “Trey, I haven’t done anything against you, please let us go,” Anna begged, her voice trembling with fear. She lifted her head and my breath caught when I saw her battered face: swollen cheeks, lips cracked and dry, as though someone had been hitting her non-stop.A shocked gasp from my left told me even Cynthia felt it, the shock and sorrow at the same time. Then Trey jerked his head toward Anna, a sick smile curling the corner of his mouth. “Sorry, love,” he said, his voice cold but calmer than before. “True, you haven’t done anything to me. But you’ve done something to my boss… and he’ll never let you see tomorrow.”I felt my stomach drop. I couldn’t swallow. Someone is going to die today. This is so crazy. I tried to steady myself.Trey took a deep breath, shook his head slowly, and added, “You were a good lay—too bad I can easily ge