Lahat ng Kabanata ng Craving For My Boyfriend’s Brother: Kabanata 21 - Kabanata 30

Becky's Pov After preparing dinner the next day, which happened to be one of his favorite meals, I brought the food to the dining table, and we sat down to eat together. Throughout the meal, I maintained a genuine interest in Sebastian. As I was about to clear the dishes after we finished eating, I said these words to him. "I'm truly sorry for leaving you in this state. Sometimes, it's important for everyone to take a moment to reflect. When I consider how far we've come, I realized we share something special. No matter what challenges we face, there must be something that will bring us closer." "No, no, no. I should be the one saying that to you, not the other way around. I also realized how much I've controlled things between us, especially what you will wear." "No, a woman is meant to support most of her man's decisions. I suppose I should apologize. The words you wrote in the letter you gave me yesterday made me think twice. And when I saw how much your leg had improved, it ma

Author's pov As soon as Sebastian ended the call with Daniella, he was shocked, and it was his finger that accidentally pressed the "end call" button. What he heard made him furious. His true self was about to emerge, as he had been pretending to possess qualities that weren't his own. He stepped out of the room with no regard for his injured leg. He placed his healing leg on the floor as if it had never been broken, showing no signs of pain. His adrenaline was high, and he anticipated a physical attack followed by a toxic verbal confrontation. Sebastian was more than halfway through and was very close to Becky's room when his phone rang in his right hand. He was so close to Becky that she could hear the ringing tone. At this critical moment, who could be calling? It was none other than Tony. Seeing Tony's name on the phone screen fueled his determination to act on his intentions. He immediately stopped and went back to his room to answer the call. "Tony, I'm actually thrilled that

Becky's pov "Hi Kenneth, there's nothing I could have done since you've chosen not to stay or make our relationship public. It seems like I've become just another woman you've used and discarded. I'm starting to accept my fate, and maybe this is how it was meant to be. I won't try to convince you to stay if you've already made up your mind. I'll say this now, you're leaving because I'm not worthy of being your partner and I didn't match your preferences. So, I think I'll let you go if that's what you want. I can't do anything to change your decision. I know there's someone out there waiting and imagining that we shouldn't be together. I'm sure she's very beautiful, the kind of beauty you love. Deep down, I'd love to be her friend, but one thing is certain—I can't attend your wedding with her. That would be the most painful moment of my life if I took that risk. It's probably true that our love was meant for a brief moment, and we made the most of it. The best conclusion we can draw i

Kenneth's POV "Stop! What do you think you're doing?" I immediately interrupted Sonia just as she was about to remove her bra. "I'm just following what I saw in your sample photos," she flirtatiously responded with her voice and eyes. And then she continued, "Did I do something wrong? It's clearly stated in your agreement for the first-class photoshoot package." "Wait a minute," I held my camera and approached closer, then stepped back as my attention was still on Sonia. "Yes, it's mentioned there under certain conditions. It's only allowed when it's an agency that has paid for the shoot and they've specifically requested such a picture. For individuals, I can provide you with any other shots you need as long as you keep your bra and pants on." "I didn't take off my pants, and if you want, as long as it's just you and me here alone, I can do it for your eyes only." "No," I struggled to control myself. It was so strange that this was the woman I had been pursuing, but... "Don't

Sebastian's POV Yesterday, Becky continually accused me of being the reason she lost her job. She was so angry that she refused to eat with me. I tried my best to explain that I was going through a difficult time and couldn't act like myself when I visited her at work that day. However, she just locked me out of her room. It was the first time I felt guilty for letting her down, and she said something that I won't easily forget: "I had been working there before I met you." All my efforts to make her understand failed. However, later that day, I overheard her laughing on the phone after locking her door. Hearing her laughter brought me some relief and happiness. It seemed like someone, perhaps one of her female friends or her mother, had found a way to make her feel joyful before she slept. It was a long and hilarious conversation. I was considering something new to lighten her mood, but the next morning, Becky seemed a bit more at ease. She woke up without mentioning the job she