All Chapters of One Night's Mistake: Claimed by my Boyfriend's Brother.: Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

Estel was right.....It's disgustingly easy for me to cut Levi and Cassie out of my life totally.After having a quick breakfast which has now been dubbed "Really good food", Estel and I head over to the police station to file the restraining orders.I've never filed a restraining order before but Estel says she's had to file them a number of times. When I asked who she filed them against, she simply blushed and gave me a half hearted response, "It's not important. He always seems to find a way to get past them anyways."My guess is this refers to her mystery man, and while I want to ask what the use of a restraining order is when it came be violated, something tells me her mystery man isn't someone on the level of Levi and Cassie.I get to the police station feeling skeptical but when we get in, something strange happens. I blink twice as the policeman clarifies to us, "Someone has already filed restraining orders against these two people. The restraining orders are for a Miss Lyra B

“So… what can you tell us of your background?”“A double degree in Finance and Biology isn’t a trivial feat. I’m sure your parents must have been very supportive.”I smile, the same placid, soothing smile I gave to the interview panel back at Helion Finance. Outside, I’m smiling. But inside, there’s only one message going on repeat in my head.I should have gone home the moment I was done with that interview…It went well, really well. So well I felt like I was floating on clouds the moment I stepped out of the Helion Finance building.The interviewers were very satisfied, and except for the fact that I didn’t have any work experience apart from the part-time positions I’ve held as a freelancer for a number of companies, the interview went very well. That’s why I should have gone home. But no…I just had to head to another company and get myself into this situation.I take a deep breath and face the interview panel of Novacene Bio.“I wish I had some inspiring story to share, but my e

Levi doesn’t speak for the first few minutes.As I chew on the food that has been placed before me, I take subtle glances at him and see he’s also eating, and then I get angry and begin to wonder if he’s forgotten why he’s here in the first place.It’s certainly not to have a pleasant lunch with me.I wait, hoping he finishes whatever this act is and starts to speak. The silence and suspense go on until Levi finally stops guzzling his steak and begins to pick at his food instead.When he opens his mouth, a small exasperated groan leaves my lips. Finally.Levi isn’t smiling when I look at him. Instead, he wears a sober, emotional expression on his face, like his puppy just died as he takes in the look on my face and asks, “Are you that eager to hear what I have to say?”Despite the somber expression I can hear the sarcasm and snark in his words. I respond in the same vein, “It’s less like I’m eager and more like I’m impatient to hear what you have to say. My food isn’t digesting well w

“I’m sorry I said that, Lyra…… I shouldn’t have called you a heartless bitch.”The refreshing coconut cocktail in my hand tingles as it goes down my throat.For 40$, this is a really good cocktail.And it doesn’t hurt that I get to hear an apology too. This is what power must truly feel like.Levi is still red in the face.He remained red in the face as I called a waiter over and ordered this cocktail while the people seated around us sent suspicious looks our way.I really don’t mind the looks as much as I would have. A month ago, I used to feel so insecure that anyone looking at me for too long set up a nervous flush in my head.Right now, I don’t feel nervous at all. I might even feel proud, because the people looking at us seem worried but they don’t seem worried for me. They’re wondering why the man who just called me a heartless bitch is looking so red he’s approaching the same color as a tomato.A bead of sweat rolls down Levi’s forehead and he hurriedly wipes it away. I wonder

Christian's pov. The more I look at Lyra, the more I wonder at why Levi would ever have a reason to cheat on her.Every expression on her face betrays the emotions she's feeling inside perfectly. On other people it might be a disadvantage, but on Lyra it’s like a cinematic effort. There's a flash of surprise, and then an obvious crinkle of confusion and foreboding.Lyra looks at me, her pretty eyebrows scrunching in confusion as she wonders, but she doesn't ask why either. Instead she waits, eyes wide like a criminal for the pronouncement of the judge after they missed the whole court session.Lyra looks like she has no idea what I'm thinking, and if it were anyone else, that would have annoyed me.If it was anyone else it would have made me give up.One of the reasons I had to become independent was because no one has ever been able to fully understand the things running around in my head. When I was younger, the need to be understood made me trust the wrong people and make bad deci