Semua Bab TRADING MY EX FOR HIS STEP BROTHER : Bab 31 - Bab 40

CHAPTER 32: ROLAND WILL NEVER MARRY YOU KIMBERLY:I watched in amusement as Damien turned Tess down without hesitation. Buy him dinner indeed.Knowing Tess, she was either planning to seduce him or tell him negative things about me. But Damien was smart and knew Tess too well.“Touché,” Tess said after Damien rejected her dinner offer. “But it was worth asking.”Damien turned to me and pressed a quick peck to my temple. “I’ll see you later.”“Okay,” I responded softly.As he turned to leave, Tess stepped aside—barely—and her shoulder brushed his.It was deliberate.Damien didn’t look back, but the smirk I saw on Tess's face left me a little bit irritated.What the hell was Tess up to now?I decided not to dwell on it.Mum had eaten a little and was now propped up on the bed, awake and watching the muted television hanging from the corner. Her fingers occasionally twitched over the sheets, but her color had returned slightly. I sat beside her, scrolling through my phone, still feelin

CHAPTER 34: CRISIS HANDLED DAMIEN:While still at the hospital, I made a few swift calls from the car. First, to my legal team. Then to a crisis management contact I rarely had to use—but this warranted it. Kim was agitated and the way she had cried had burned into my mind. I could hear her pain in every word. Whoever thought it was funny to twist the truth and ruin her name had no idea who they were messing with.I spent a few minutes with her, making sure she was reassured. Then eventually, I had to go back to the office.I arrived at the office half an hour later, heading straight for my floor. I barely acknowledged the greetings from my staff. My jaw was clenched so tight, I could feel the tension radiating up my temples.As soon as I settled into my office chair, I buzzed Drake."Boss," he said, walking in seconds later. He didn’t have to knock—we had that kind of dynamic. He shut the door behind him. "You look like you want to kill someone. What happened?"I didn’t respond imm

CHAPTER 36: WHAT THE HELL DO THEY WANT?DAMIEN:We had a good time at Beachview and Kim was really in high spirits, which made me happy. I held the door open for her, and she slipped into the passenger seat of my Mercedes AMG G63, her burgundy silk dress catching the low lights from the street lamps. I rounded the hood, my thoughts momentarily drifting to how far we’d come.Then, like clockwork, chaos found us again.As I started the engine, a black BMW i8 purred into the restaurant parking lot, slowing right beside us. My entire body stiffened the moment I saw the familiar license plate. The windows rolled down, and there he was—Roland, grinning like he had a damn reason to. Beside him sat Tess, a smug look plastered all over her overdone face."You have got to be kidding me," Kim muttered under her breath, leaning slightly forward.My grip on the steering wheel tightened. "If I didn’t know better, I’d say we’re being followed."Kim turned to me, her brow arched. "You think they’re s

CHAPTER 38: FIGHTING FOR WHAT'S MINEDAMIEN:I'd barely slept after Kim showed me that disturbing message. The thought of someone claiming her so boldly while she lay safely in my arms made my blood simmer all night. I had to do something.I woke up earlier than usual and quietly left our room, not wanting to disturb Kim. She needed her rest, especially after everything.Downstairs, I called Drake and had him run a trace on the number. It didn’t take long before he responded."Boss," Drake said, his voice firm, "the message came from Roland's secondary line. Registered under an alias but tied to his billing address."My jaw clenched. Roland. Of course. Who else would be so delusional and pathetic?Without wasting a second, I walked to Grandma Evelyn's chambers. She always handled family issues with fairness and wisdom. And I wanted her to know about this before I do something stupid.Because Roland crossed the line by sending that message.She was seated on a Victorian armchair, sippi

CHAPTER 40: KIM, YOU'RE A RAW TALENT KIMBERLY:Damien opened the passenger door for me, brushing a hand down my back. I shivered down my spine but I had to remind him he was forgetting something.“Damien, I came with my own car.”“I know. I'll send someone to come and get it. I want us to go back together.”He slid into his car, after I had entered and started the engine.The drive back to Carter Estate was silent but not awkward as he rubbed my thighs occasionally. My fingers slid into his midway, and he glanced over to find me smiling faintly.When we arrived, the gates parted and we pulled in smoothly. As we stepped out, still holding hands, we spotted Barbra near the garage, standing beside her BMW, key fob in hand.Damien leaned toward me and whispered, "Let’s give her a show."I arched a brow. "What do you mean?""Just follow my lead."With that, Damien leaned in and pressed a kiss to my lips, lingering just long enough for Barbra to notice. I laughed and leaned my head on his