All Chapters of Love is War: But I'd bleed for you: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

THIRD PERSON POVKyla woke to the soft rays of sunlight filtering through the curtains. The room was quiet, peaceful even, and for a moment, she lay still, listening to the soft hum of the air conditioning and the faint sound of birds outside.She sat up, stretched, and reached for her phone to check the time. Her schedule was tight today, she had to be at the studio by nine, and there were still a few things left to do. With a deep sigh, she dragged herself into the bathroom.The hot shower helped shake off the last traces of sleep. She stepped out minutes later, drying her skin and going through her routine quickly. Her mind was already sifting through ideas and fashion reports as she pulled on a crisp blouse and skirt. She brushed her hair into a clean style, added light gloss to her lips, and slipped on her heels.She was adjusting her earrings when Connor appeared behind her. Still shirtless and dangerous with that sleepy grin of his.He slid his arms around her waist, his bare

RONALD The sun had dipped just low enough to throw a golden sheen across the backyard, casting long, lazy shadows over the water. The pool wasn’t overly grand, just a sleek, shallow extension that carved itself out from the slow-moving stream beyond the house. Jeffrey stood at the edge already, bare-chested, his toned body damp with sweat and the sunset light. He dipped a foot into the water and looked back at me with a sly grin, eyes glinting like he was daring me to join him.I didn’t need convincing.I stepped in behind him, the water rushing softly past our calves, then thighs, then our waists as we waded into the center. The water was cool but not biting. It wrapped around us like silk, like it knew our bodies were still buzzing from what happened on the dining table and wanted to soothe us gently.Jeffrey floated back slowly, his arms gliding through the surface as he looked up at the sky. “It’s like we’re nowhere,” he murmured. “like there is no else in the world.”“Just us

THIRD PERSON POVRonald’s lips parted in shock as he clicked on the video. “What the fucking hell,” he muttered, his voice was low but sharp, as the footage loaded.Jeffrey, curious, stepped beside him. “What’s going on?” he asked.Ronald instinctively moved to shield the screen, trying to push Jeffrey back with one hand. “Don’t-”But Jeffrey leaned in further, eyes catching the headline before Ronald could block it.His breath caught.‘CEO of Astor Industries, Ronald Astor, caught on video kissing staff- his fiancée’s brother’Below the headline, a shaky phone video played out in grim clarity, capturing the very first night they met in the bar. The kiss. The pull of liquor and impulse under flickering lights. Everything was captured.Jeffrey’s hand flew to his mouth. His pulse raced twice as fast. “Oh God.”Ronald’s face hardened as the video replayed in a loop. “That was a private bar, how could this have happened?” he said under his breath. “Phones aren’t even allowed there. That

RONALDA sharp jolt hit my body, like a static snap and my eyes fluttered open.Kyla was leaning over me, gripping my arm with one hand, her brows furrowed. “Are you okay?”I blinked slowly. My head felt light, like I had been drowning. My limbs tingled faintly.“Yeah,” I mumbled, trying to gather myself. “Yeah, I’m okay.”She didn’t look convinced. “Are you sure? I can drive you to a hospital.”I rubbed my forehead, then leaned back into the seat and exhaled deeply. “No, I’m fine. Just… dizzy. I'm probably just stressed.”She studied me for a second longer, then leaned back in her seat. The hum of the engine, still running, the only constant sound in the quiet park.“Can we… continue this later?” I asked, my voice a little rougher than usual. “I don’t feel so great.”Kyla tilted her head. “But you’ve already read it. All that’s left is to sign.”Oh right. She was right. The contract was already in my hands and i had gone through them already.I nodded and reached for the pen. My hand

JEFFREYThe room was dim, just the soft rays of light that cut in from the blinds casting shadows across Ronald’s skin as he hovered above me. His chest rose and fell in sync with mine, our breaths shallow and heated.He kissed me slowly, and with intention. Not rushed or desperate like before, but like he had all the time in the world. Like I was something he needed to memorize.His hand cupped my face, his thumb stroking along my jaw as he moved inside me, deep and steady. Every thrust was slow, and drawn out, like he wanted to feel everything, every vibration of my body beneath his, every sound that escaped my lips.“Fuck… Ronald…” I whispered, my voice barely audible between gasps. My fingers curled into his back, my legs wrapping tighter around him. He fit against me so perfectly, like this was where he was always meant to be.He kissed my throat, my collarbone, his lips brushing reverently against my skin, grounding me. There was no space between us. His chest pressed into mine