All Chapters of After One Night With My Sister’s Prized Possession : Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

“You saved me,” he said hoarsely. “You breathed color into a life that was already dead. You made me human.” His eyes burned. “That’s the only reason you’re still standing here.” Jade’s gaze closed like a door. Final. “You deserve what’s coming,” she said, steel wrapped around something shattered. “When your mask finally cracks… no one will be there to catch you.” Cold air slid between them, restless and biting. Nearby, Mario shifted. “Stay out of it,” Kain snapped without looking away from her. “I’ll finish what my family started,” Jade continued, voice clean and merciless. “Money. Power. I’m not ashamed of either.” Kain let out a hollow scoff, almost a breath. “Once,” he said quietly, “I would’ve handed you the world, Jade Baudin.” “It wouldn’t change the ending,” she replied, almost gently. Like cutting a ribbon with scissors. Silence pressed down, heavy enough to bruise. “There’s nothing left,” he said at last, voice ragged. His fists clenched at his sides, k

That thought alone made Jade’s stomach twist. But followed. Because whatever they were now… She wasn’t leaving him like this. Kain barely resisted. Not because he didn’t want to but because his body had gone loose, heavy, like whatever iron discipline usually held him upright had burned itself out. His limbs dragged. His spine bowed. His eyes stayed open yet distant, unfocused, lashes damp as if the effort of staying conscious hurt. Breathing felt like work. Like hauling air through fire. Inside, he was still fighting something feral and invisible, his own pulse roaring too loud in his ears. The world kept tilting in and out. Too bright. Too loud. Too much. Jade hovered uselessly behind them. Her hands kept lifting, then falling back to her sides, fingers trembling. She didn’t know where to touch him. Didn’t know if touching him would help or shatter him completely. Every instinct screamed hold him. Every fear whispered don’t make it worse. Mario didn’t slow. He steered

Her fingers fisted into his shoulders as she dragged in air, heart slamming wildly. His breath was still rough, chest rising hard beneath her palms…but he was here. He was holding her. For a moment, the world narrowed to water and breath and the way they fit too easily together. “Why,” he murmured hoarsely near her ear, voice raw and scraped down to truth, “do we keep crashing into each other?” Her skin prickled as the words settled deep. “Why,” he continued, quieter now, almost to himself, “can’t I bring myself to hate you?” The cold bit into her bare back, soaking her sequin dress, washing her makeup away completely. Mascara bled into the pool. Her hair clung to her face. She felt stripped down to nothing. No masks. No defenses. Just her. And him. Holding on. **** Everything felt wrong. Jade forced herself to breathe. Air burned going in. Shuddered coming out, like her lungs didn’t trust her anymore. The water rocked gently around them, deceptively calm

Her breath slipped, unguarded, visible enough. Her resistance cracked. She felt it happen. Her eyes fluttered shut. Her hand slid to his back, fingers spreading against warm skin, gripping without permission. Like she needed to be sure he was real. This is wrong, her mind screamed. Her body didn’t listen. I should be punished for wanting this. The thought only sharpened the ache. Kain tilted her face up gently. Their eyes locked—too close, too charged. “I’m still mad at you,” he murmured. Her gaze dropped to his mouth before she could stop it. She bit her lower lip, pulse racing. He noticed. His thumb traced her jaw. “I can’t betray my love for you for Scarlett,” he said quietly. That was it. Whatever fragile lies she’d been holding together collapsed. Their mouths met—hard, hungry, unfinished. The kiss was heat and restraint tangling together. His hands held her like he was afraid she’d vanish if he loosened his grip. Her fingers dug into his shoulders, breath breaking

“You’re still so stubborn…” “ Just like your father.” “Stubbornness is what people call boundaries when they can’t cross them.” Kain snapped. Madeline’s smile was slow, deliberate, and sharp—like a blade sliding across glass. “…And do you think anyone will believe you? Or will it make everything worse?” Her gaze didn’t leave him. “Two sisters. Public obsession. Everyone loves a scandal.” Kain’s chest tightened. Rage pooled dark and hot behind his ribs. He advanced a step, shadow falling over the table. “And the footage? Of Jade saving me?” Madeline didn’t hesitate. “Destroyed. Irretrievable.” The words thundered in the room like a blow. Kain’s hands curled into fists at his sides, knuckles white. He laughed—short, sharp, disbelief fraying the edges. Dark amusement that didn’t reach his eyes. “Admit it,” he said, voice low, cold. “You destroyed it. Because you didn’t want me with her.” Scarlett’s face drained. Her eyes darted, helpless, searching for a defense that wasn’t comi