Lahat ng Kabanata ng One Night Stand With My Boyfriend’s Twin: Kabanata 61 - Kabanata 70

Kieran's POV Get The Boy Back "You know if I had known brother that you would get so offended by this single act, I would not have waited up until that bastard betrayed me to do this. I would have done it a long time ago." "Just for the satisfaction I have today. I really would have. Tsk. Too bad I am only just realizing this." He shakes his head in a mocking way. I fix my hands in my pockets because if I keep allowing it to hang outside, I will hang his neck in seconds. "Can you even hear yourself?" Father for the first time since all of this finally speaks. "Oh Father, I can. Anything to piss him off his pants." He smirks. "You separated an entire family despite doing nothing to us as against our mafia code of conducts and ethics. And rather than being remorseful, you stand there to say if you had the gift of time, you would go back and do it all over again, this time even earlier!" "Contrary to what you will be expecting, all thanks to your perfect son, I am not

Kieran's POV Investigate Selena’s Background "Jason Pierre." The name lingers in my tongue. I walk out from the house, my heart in my chest."There is no connection between the both of them Kieran." I whisper to myself. I would never be able to live with myself if I ever find out I cut Selena's chances of being a happy human. I drive to my base with speed. "Welcome Young Master Kieran." Matilda greets me. "Why are you here? Are you not supposed to be with Selena now?" I raise one of my eyebrows. I utter a silent prayer hoping she's not here for another problem. Right now, I am at my limit and I'm not sure I'm going to be able to take another one of their issues right now. "I left to come find you Young Master. You have not been home since you left.""I went to work and headed to mother and father. And why are you now checking up on me? Is that the new routine they asked you to have over me?""Young Master, I came here of my ow accord basically because I was worried and I wanted

Oklahoma Interlude Kieran's POV The private jet purred, a soft sound that barely registered as I concentrated. Outside, the American Midwest stretched out, a mix of greens and browns that seemed to melt together. Four hours. Four hours to reach Oklahoma City, four hours to potentially save a man I barely knew, a man whose connection to Selena and the ensuing chaos remained shrouded in frustrating ambiguity. George’s report was really getting to me – the erased files, the police investigation, the real risk involved. It was a total mess, a complicated mix of secrets and lies that could destroy everything I'd carefully put together over time. My phone buzzed. George. "Sir, the hotel is secured. Discreet surveillance is in place. Pierres is due to check out in approximately one hour." "Good. I want him out of the city before the police arrive. No violence, no unnecessary risks." "Understood, sir." The line went dead. Restlessness clawed at me. The mission felt…off. It wasn't

Secrets and Spies Michelle’s POV I ended the encrypted call just before the soft tap on the front door echoed through the hallway. I didn’t need to ask who it was. “Come in,” I said without turning, eyes fixed on the swirling red liquid in my wine glass. It moved like blood, silent and expectant. The door creaked open and shut behind her. No hesitation in her steps. No greetings. “You called for me?” Priscilla's voice always had that edge, like a blade not yet drawn. She stood with arms crossed, expression unreadable. Defensive. Watching. “I did.” I swirled the glass lazily. “Sit.” She didn’t. Of course, she didn’t. She hovered like a crow on a wire. “You have that look again,” she said after a beat. “The one that says you’ve done something reckless... Or stupid.” “Both.” I smiled thinly. “I leaked Jason’s location. Just enough to draw Kieran in.” Her nostrils flared. “What?” I looked over my shoulder. “Relax. I didn’t attach his name. Only that a drug operation involving a

The Mask of Blood Jason Pierres’ POV I kept my back to the window the entire flight. I didn’t look at Kieran. Not once. Not because I feared him because I needed to control myself. The moment I locked eyes with him again, I’d bury my hands in his throat. And we’d crash this damn plane. She’s alive. Selena. I had forced myself to believe she was gone. It was easier to kill without a heart. To be a ghost in every city, slipping in and out of lives with nothing to lose. But the moment he said her name, something cracked. She married him. The same monster who reduced our family to ash. What kind of world was this? I shut my eyes and leaned my head against the cold window. It didn’t calm me. Nothing could. I was nine when they came. Kieran’s voice was the last thing I heard before the screaming started. I remember hiding under the floorboard, hearing my mother beg for mercy. My father's body hit the floor first. I never forgot the sound. Then silence. Then fire. If I hadn’t c