Semua Bab Twisted Desires: My Brother's Best friend: Bab 111 - Bab 117

CaspianA whole month had passed.And yet, not a single day went by without her name echoing somewhere in my head. Ava. Like a haunting melody I couldn’t shut off, no matter how loud I turned the world. I’d been trying to move on—God knows I tried—but I still caught myself staring too long at my phone, half-hoping, half-dreading her name would appear on the screen.I was adjusting my tie in front of the mirror that morning, preparing for another empty day at work, when I heard a knock on my apartment door."Come in," I called.The door creaked open, and Dolly stepped in, a mischievous little smile playing on her lips."What's up? Why are you here?" I asked, reaching for my blazer.She hesitated a little too long before answering, her grin stretching wider. "Ava is here."My heart stopped.I blinked. “What?”“She’s here,” Dolly repeated with a small shrug, like it was no big deal. But it was a big deal. It was everything.My pulse went wild. My chest tightened. A month. It had been a w

AvaI never thought I could feel this free.The warm breeze kissed my skin as I stood on the balcony, overlooking a coastline that shimmered like diamonds scattered across silk. Somewhere behind me in the house, Caspian’s voice echoed faintly, deep and assertive — probably in that meeting he insisted wouldn’t take long.This trip was supposed to be for me. A getaway. A little slice of heaven before we returned to the chaos waiting back home. But for Caspian, everything was always layered — pleasure and business tangled so tightly, I often wondered if he even knew how to separate the two. Still, he brought me here. Not because he needed me, but because he couldn’t be without me.And that… did something to me.He could’ve left me in the States. He could’ve booked a suite in some glassy hotel or arranged a penthouse like he always did. But no — he brought me to his private house here. One of many, I’d come to learn. Caspian had homes all over the world. But this one felt different.It fe

CaspianI didn’t even park properly. I think I hit the curb. Doors flung open. Nurses rushed out. I was yelling things I didn’t even understand—my voice was hoarse, trembling, torn between rage and terror.They took her in. I followed as far as they’d let me. When they blocked the surgical room doors, I nearly lost it.“If she dies in there....” My voice cracked, eyes burning from more than just smoke. “If she dies, I swear to God, I’ll shut this entire place down. Every damn floor. Every doctor. I’ll ruin this hospital from the inside out.”The nurse tried to calm me down, but I couldn’t hear a word.“Just save her,” I whispered. “I don’t care what it takes. Take everything from me. Just... not her.”All I could think was—Let her live.Let my Ava live.I collapsed in the corridor. Blood covered my shirt. My hands shook violently. My knees were scraped. A cut above my brow wouldn’t stop bleeding. But I didn’t feel any of it. Not really.The only thing I felt was fear.And it wasn’t t