All Chapters of Falling For My Ex’s Brother-In-Law: Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

Annalyn’s POVI pulled myself off his chest, still breathless from his kiss, and tugged at his hand until he rose with me. My fingers worked at the buttons of his shirt, slow, deliberate, almost teasing. One by one, I slid them free until the fabric parted, revealing the strength of him. I peeled it off his shoulders and let it fall to the floor.I didn’t rush. Not this time. My palms glided over the planes of his chest, massaging gently as though memorizing the feel of him beneath my fingers. His eyes never left me.. dark, molten, hungry. There was a look of awe on his face that made my stomach flutter.Before he could speak, I claimed his lips. His mouth opened to mine instantly, his tongue hot, demanding, and when his hand cupped my breast and squeezed, my entire body lit up in response. Heat pooled between my thighs, my panties already damp with need.He broke the kiss just long enough to lower his head and capture my nipple in his mouth.“Ohhh fuck, Alex…” I gasped, my hands tang

Annalyn’s POV The car ride to school felt longer than it was meant to be. My chest was tight, my palms cold and clammy. Nolan had never been the kind of child to fight. Sweet, gentle and obedient that was my boy. If he’d thrown punches just a few days into starting school, then something must have gone terribly wrong. I stared out the window, biting my lip until Alex’s hand found mine. His other hand stayed steady on the wheel, strong and sure. “Nolan’s a good boy, and we both know that,” he said, his voice calm, soothing. “There must be a reason he fought.” I nodded, swallowing down the lump in my throat, but the worry didn’t ease. When we arrived, his home room teacher was already waiting. She escorted us briskly through the hallways to the principal’s office. I could hear raised voices even before we reached the door. Inside, Nolan sat in the corner, his small frame hunched beside a much bigger boy. My breath caught. Nolan was untouched… but the other child had a swollen

Annalyn’s POV“Anna…”The sound of my name on his lips made my skin crawl. His voice was soft, too soft, and the sight of him standing at my door sent a chill down my spine. I glanced behind me… thank God Nolan wasn’t trailing after me this time. Quickly, I stepped outside and pulled the door shut behind me, folding my arms tightly beneath my chest like a shield.“What do you want, Matt?” My tone was sharp, cold.He shifted his weight uneasily. “Look, Anna… I didn’t come to cause you problems. I came to ask for your forgiveness.”I arched a brow, anger simmering in my veins. “Forgiveness? For what, exactly? For drugging me? For trying to take advantage of me when I was vulnerable?” My voice rose, trembling with fury. “Which one are you apologizing for, Matt.. because you did all of it wide awake, with your clear eyes.”His jaw flexed. He reached a hand toward me, maybe for mine, but I jerked back instantly. His fingers curled into a fist, knuckles pale.“I’m so sorry, Anna,” he said h

Matt’s POVThe engine roared at my command, the steering wheel trembling under my grip as I sped down the empty roads. My eyes flicked to the rearview mirror.Anna lay slumped in the backseat, unconscious, her face looked radiant even in the dim wash of passing streetlights. Even like this… helpless… vulnerable… she was still damn beautiful. Too fucking beautiful.“This wasn’t how it should’ve gone down,” I muttered, slamming my palm against the steering wheel in frustration. “If only you had accepted me Anna.. if only you would have loved me as planned.. if only you’d seen me more than you ever saw Alex..” my heart bled as I took in the situation of thingsI had just kidnapped Anna and if I knew Alex even a tad much I’d know that by now he’s pulling heaven and earth just to find her.. But this is for her own good.******FLASHBACK“Matt.. where the hell have you been all evening?” My mother’s voice boomed as I crossed the sitting room heading for the stairs I ignored her and kept

Annalyn’s POVI stood frozen, my breath caught in my throat. The air was thick, humid, like it wanted to choke me as much as his hand had. Matt’s bloodied palm clutched his head where I’d struck him, but he kept coming. His steps were unsteady, yet there was fire in his eyes… something unhinged, something that told me pain meant nothing to him anymore.“You shouldn’t have done that, Anna,” he rasped, his voice hoarse but laced with menace. The sound made my stomach twist.My gaze darted around the room… there had to be something, anything. Then I saw it: a shard of glass glinting faintly on the floor near the window. I lunged, snatched it up, and brandished it in front of me with trembling hands. My whole arm shook, but I kept it raised like a pathetic little dagger.“Don’t come closer, Matt,” I warned, my voice cracking. “I mean it.”For a moment…just a heartbeat he stopped. My chest seized in relief. Maybe fear had gotten through to him.Then he laughed.It wasn’t loud or maniacal,