All Chapters of Her Craving, His Brother : Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

Lumi’s POV I had barely gone three streets down before I felt it again. That same unease, it settled somewhere in my chest, low and persistent, like it had been there all along and I was only just noticing. I tightened my grip on the steering wheel slightly. “You’re overthinking,” I murmured, but the words sounded thin, unconvincing. I exhaled slowly, trying to focus on the road ahead. The city light stretched in front of me, steady and familiar, but my thoughts kept circling back—to the message, to the tone, to the way Caius already knew where I was going. It didn’t make sense. Then something else clicked, my second phone. I blinked. And my wallet. My stomach dropped slightly. “I left it.” Of course I did, out of everything I needed tonight, I forgot something important. I let out a small breath and reached for my phone, already dialing Wren. The line rang, once, twice, three times. No answer. I frowned. “That’s strange…” She usually picked up, especially if she knew I had

Lumi’s POV The door opened. And for a second, nothing made sense. My brain refused to catch up with my eyes. It was like I had stepped into the wrong room, the wrong house, the wrong life. Because what I was seeing couldn’t be mine. Wren on the bed, her body half-covered by the sheets, but not enough to hide her nakedness. . What broke me was the lingerie, my lingerie. The one I bought, the I folded carefully, and hid away for tonight. For Caius. My stomach dropped so hard it felt like something inside me tore loose. “No…” The word didn’t even sound like mine, It came out thin, weak, unreal. And then, Caius beside her, not scrambling or shocked even. Just there, like this wasn’t wrong. The air left my lungs, completely. I couldn’t breathe, couldn’t even feel my own body. All I could see was her, on top of Caius. My chest tightened painfully. My fingers went numb around my bag, my knees buckled slightly. I reached for the doorframe without thinking, my hand gripping it tightly

Lumi’s POV I don’t realize I’ve stopped breathing until Clover touches my arm. “Lumi…” Her voice feels far away. Muted even. My eyes are still on my phone, on Caius’s profile picture of us that was now changed into a random plant photo. I lock the screen slowly, my chest pounding. “Say something,” Clover says. I exhale, but it doesn’t steady anything. “I’m fine,” I say. I’m not. The car keeps moving. But everything inside me feels… stuck. A few seconds pass, heavy ones. Clover shifts beside me, restless now. Thinking. “Okay… I wasn’t going to say this now but—” I glance at her briefly. “What?” She hesitates, which she never does. And that alone makes my grip tighten on the steering wheel. “Lumi…” “Clover.” My voice is sharper than I intended. “Just say it.” She exhales, then: “Remember Cameron?” My heart stumbles. Of course I remember Cameron. Her ex, the one she swore she was over. I frown slightly, pulling my attention away from everything else for the first time

Briggs’ POVDon’t get me wrong. I never knew I parked that long in front of them. If I had, I would’ve moved. I’m not that careless. I don’t do unnecessary inconvenience. At least, not without reason.When I first noticed them, I assumed they were waiting for someone. Two women standing by a car, not honking, not pacing aggressively, just there. So I didn’t think much of it, that was my mistake. A rare one, but still mine.The truth is, I was distracted. Not by something trivial, but by something that demanded my attention. Ellen. And the video she sent.I walk back into the car and lean back slightly against the driver’s seat, one hand resting loosely on the steering wheel as I replay the last few minutes in my head. Running a sex club isn’t what people think it is. They see the surface, the lights, the music, the bodies. They assume it’s chaos, It’s not, It’s control. Every single thing that happens in my space is monitored, filtered, and accounted for. I don’t run a business wher

Lumi’s POVA few minutes later, we finally got to Clover’s apartment. The moment we step inside, the world outside feels… quieter. But not enough to silence my thoughts.“I’m going to shower first,” Clover says, already kicking off her shoes and heading toward her room.“Go ahead,” I reply.She disappears down the hallway, and just like that, I’m alone. I walk toward the kitchen island slowly and drop my bag beside me. Then I see it, the pregnancy test strip, sitting in my bag. My fingers hover over it, but I don’t pick it up. I just… stare.How did I get here? How did I go from being someone’s fiancée…To this?Standing in another woman’s apartment, holding a test that could change my life overnight.I swallow hard. Nothing, absolutely nothing, could have prepared me for what I saw earlier. Wren and Caius together. Like the six years we spent building something…was just a phase he outgrew.It hurts. God, it hurts. But what hurts more? He doesn’t even care, not even a little.My jaw t