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All Chapters of My Brother-in-law's sinful offer: Chapter 291 - Chapter 300

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Author's POV Sterling Corporation, headquarters… 2 hours earlier…Damian sat behind his expansive desk, while Andrew stood before him holding an iPad, reading through the morning's schedule."These are the files on the Tokyo expansion project," Andrew said, sliding a folder across the desk. "The video conference with the Tokyo Board of Directors starts in twenty minutes."Andrew continued reading even though his boss remained silent. "You have a meeting with the vice chairman of..." He finished running through the daily itinerary and paused, waiting for a response, but received none. That was when Andrew realized his boss was distracted—again. "Boss? Boss?" Andrew called out to regain his attention.Damian, lost deep in thought, snapped his gaze up and fixed Andrew with a sharp glare. "What?""Do you have any instructions?""What instructions?""Regarding today's schedule, Boss. I... I just finished reading your itinerary for the day.""Read it again," Damian said."But you've mad

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Present time… Andrew stood quietly behind Damian as the high-stakes video conference dragged on. A department head had just finished a dense presentation when Andrew noticed Damian drifting off again. Leaning down, Andrew whispered discreetly into Damian's ear, "Boss, Mr. Lee has finished the presentation."Damian snapped back to reality, suddenly noticing the dozen pairs of eyes staring at him through the monitor.*What the hell is wrong with me?* he thought, a cold spike of unease hitting his chest. Why couldn't he concentrate? This was entirely unlike him. He was losing his iron grip on his focus—and at an alarming speed that genuinely unnerved him.Ignoring the executive waiting for feedback from across the screen, Damian flicked his hand, beckoning Andrew to lean down once more."Any updates on her whereabouts?"Andrew shook his head grimly. "Not yet, Boss. Jake is still stationed at the hospital. The last update he sent me about ten minutes ago confirmed she still hasn't show

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Damian didn't know what he was doing. *Fuck.*He didn't even know why he did everything he's done in the last 30 minutes. The only absolute truth in his mind after receiving Jake’s panicked call was that he needed Arabella close. He needed her safely within his line of sight.He had already called and summoned Dr. Martin, his personal physician. He had ordered the main estate staff to prepare the medical suite.Right now, he was pacing back and forth across the grand foyer, waiting for Jake to pull up to the main house.He had barely been standing there for a minute, but it felt like an hour. He stopped abruptly, whipping his head around to glare at Andrew, who was standing quietly behind him."Why isn't Jake here yet? Call him right now and tell him to fucking speed up!"Before Andrew could pull out his phone, the familiar sleek black sedan rolled smoothly through the main gates. “Boss…he's here.” Damian didn't even bother acknowledging.The car came to a halt right in front of t

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Arabella had been dreaming.In the dream, she was nineteen again—naive, fiercely optimistic, and overflowing with bright, untarnished hopes. She saw herself lying across her narrow dormitory bed, squealing and kicking her feet in the air every single time *he* replied to her late-night messages.She remembered his steady gentleness, his uncanny ability to understand her deepest thoughts, and the dizzying, effortless way he had captured her heart. Back then, she had built entire galaxies in her mind, dreaming of a quiet future: a golden retriever, two children—a boy and a girl—and a love story that read like a living fairytale.In the dream, her younger self stepped forward and gently cupped her tear-stained cheeks. *“Arabella, I want to see you smile. You have to live happily.”*Arabella's breath hitched, fresh tears spilling over her lashes as she choked out the word. *"Happily?"*It felt like a foreign language. A concept she had traded away the moment she tied her life to Ethan's.

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Arabella's POV I woke up in a room I didn't recognize."Where am I?" I whispered, my voice raw as I took in unfamiliar walls. The last clear memory in my head was Jake pulling over to pick me up outside my father's estate.A dark skyline stretched past the glass window, telling me it was already late into the night. Just how long had I been unconscious?The sound of the door opening drew my attention. An older woman, looking to be around fifty, stepped quietly inside.Seeing I was awake, she offered a warm, amiable smile and neatly laid a fresh set of clothes on the edge of the mattress."Miss Morgan, you're finally awake. I'm Hannah, the housekeeper here. You had a fever, and Mr. Sterling asked me to look after you. Those are your clothes."That was when the horrifying realization hit me. Someone had undressed me while I was knocked out. I pointed a shaky finger at myself and stammered, "Why am I in pajamas? How did I get into these?""I helped you change," Hannah replied gently. "

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Damian’s POV My brain completely stopped working.The words struck me with the force of a thunderbolt, rattling every bone in my body.What did she just say?"Arabella," I rasped, my throat tightening, but she didn't give me a chance to speak."Or would you rather I remember how desperate I was when I turned myself into a private detective, searching for clues even after he blocked me without a single explanation?" My heart fractured right through the middle. She was talking about me."I mean, he didn't even have a profile picture," she continued, her voice cracking as if a massive, long-repressed dam had finally broken. "It was just... all black. A solid black screen with an 'S'. You can imagine how thrilled I was when I spent months digging and finally found out it was a preliminary trial logo for Sterling Couture and Cosmetics, back when Ethan first stepped up as CEO... I practically began to stalk him after piecing everything together. How pathetic could I possibly be?"Every w

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Arabella's POV I don't know how long I stayed buried in Damian’s embrace.The only thing I knew was that he didn't complain. He just stood there quietly, holding me close and letting me fall apart in a way I never had before.I didn't want to admit it to myself, but I felt safe in his arms. Still, a quiet voice in the back of my mind whispered that I shouldn't keep taking advantage of his kindness. So, even though every fiber of my being screamed to stay nestled against him forever, I gently pulled myself away."I... I should go," I rasped, my throat tight."You don't have to leave, Arabella. Just spend the night here," he urged, his tone unusually gentle.I stared up at him, the mere thought of sleeping under the same roof with Damian sending a wild flurry of nervous imagination through my system. I was terrified of what my own vulnerable heart might do."My fever's broken," I argued weakly, as if that was the only reasonable defense."It's too late in the night, and the doctor ex

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ARABELLA'S POV I picked up my phone and tapped the screen to check the time. **11:30 PM**. It had been over an hour since I retreated to the suite, took a warm shower, and dragged myself back into bed.Yet, sleep felt like a distant, impossible dream.For a fleeting second, I contemplated calling Tessa. But I quickly dismissed the thought. Her phone wouldn't be with her, and even if it were, waking her up felt cruel.Thirty more minutes bled away in a relentless cycle of tossing and turning until I felt like I was at the absolute end of my rope. My thoughts wouldn't stop racing, and my skin felt too tight. No matter how many times I changed positions, sleep remained frustratingly out of reachI needed air.Maybe a quiet, aimless walk through the mansion would clear my head.Slipping out from under the covers, I picked up the silk robe Hannah had left out for me earlier and draped it loosely over my sleepwear.Hannah had delivered a striking two-piece nightwear, something I knew had

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Author's POVDamian stared down at Arabella’s wide, horrified eyes, caught somewhere between wanting to laugh out loud and groaning in sheer frustration.Did she have any idea what she was doing to him? *Fuck.* How he wished he could just throw caution to the wind, pin her beneath him right there on the sofa, and take whatever his body was screaming for.Instead, he forced himself to swallow the sudden ache, taking a slow, controlled breath. He needed to handle this carefully so she didn't crawl out of her skin with embarrassment.Before he could even voice a reassuring word, Arabella snapped out of her paralyzed state. She violently jerked her hand back as if she had just touched a red-hot iron.The heat rushing to her cheeks put every shade of crimson to shame."I... I am so sorry," she stammered, her voice trembling with intense panic. "I didn't mean to do that! Did I hurt you?"Despite the uncomfortable tension coiling in his lower body, a genuine smile tugged at the corner of Da

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Damian's POVTime completely dissolved the moment our lips locked. In that space, there was only her. The heat of her body pressing against mine was the only thing my senses registered.My fingers tangled into the soft strands at the nape of her neck, anchoring her in place, while my other hand gripped her waist, molding her tightly against me. I kissed her with a hunger that had been building for years, my tongue sweeping past her lips to claim her. The sweet, intoxicating taste of her made me dizzy with a raw, primal desire.Her hands, which had initially braced against my chest in self-defense, shifted. Her fingers drifted over my shirt, tracing the contours of my chest and abs before rising to grip my shoulders. She began to meet my rhythm, mimicking my movements and returning the kiss with an eager yet clumsy passion that short-circuited my mind.Every slide of her hands left a trail of fire across my skin, snapping the very last thread of my restraint.The tempo shifted natu

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