All Chapters of Claimed By The Tyrant Brother : Chapter 121 - Chapter 130

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121: Her Wild Side.

General POV Delilah pulled away immediately. “I missed you,” she whispered, her breath fanning against his lips.Before Thorne could answer, Delilah’s mouth claimed his again, without hesitation. She slid her tongue against his first, and the move made Thorne smirk with pride before groaning into her mouth, letting her devour him. The scars on his body….it made him look so fucking hot and dangerous. She pressed so close, standing on his boots, toes tipped high just to reach him, ignoring the pain in her arm.He smiled against her lips at the realization, the gesture pulling something dark and tender inside him.His eyes squeezed shut, and he darted his tongue out to meet hers, tangling, tasting, taking the kiss as seriously as if it were oxygen. His big hands slid to her chest, cupping the swell of her breasts, squeezing and caressing until his thumbs teased over her hardened nipples through fabric.A throaty moan spilled from Delilah’s lips, unrestrained. Thorne swallowed it down,

Last Updated : 2025-10-03

122: Big Problem.

Delilah’s POVLATER THAT NIGHT…Thorne and I got dressed for our date. As we sat in the car, I was too aware of the man beside me, his hand sprawled possessively across my bare thigh, thumb stroking idly, letting me know he controls every inch of me. “You look indecent,” Thorne drawled, voice thick with amusement. His eyes cut over me like he wanted to devour me right there in the car. “I thought after the way I fucked you earlier, you’d be crawling into bed, not dressing up like sin for a dinner date.”Heat licked through me. I bit back a grin, crossing my legs deliberately slow so the slit of my dress exposed more skin. “Maybe I like torturing you,” I teased. Then I leaned closer. . “Or maybe I’ll crawl under the table and stroke your cock while you’re trying to order dessert.”His growl rumbled through the confined space. “Delilah.” His grip tightened on my thigh. “Keep talking like that and we won’t even make it inside.”I laughed, recklessly because this side of him was what I’d

Last Updated : 2025-10-04

123: The Devil She Ran Into.

Delilah’s POV“Thorne, fucking stop!” I screamed again but he didn’t even flinch.Okay! That's it!!As I tried to reach him, my heel caught the edge of the rug and stumbled forward, the world tilting, and my face slammed against the sharp edge of the table.A blinding pain exploded through my cheek. “Ah—shit!”The sound made him freeze. He turned instantly, eyes locking with mine “Delilah…”“Don’t,” I hissed, clutching my face, heat burning behind my eyes. “Don’t you dare touch me!”He took a step back, running a hand through his haie. He took a look at the injured waiter. “Fuck…” He snarled under his breath, like he couldn’t believe what he’d just done. “Fuck!”I staggered upright, trembling, blood wetting my fingers. Harry groaned somewhere on the floor and I felt so bad for him. What is wrong with the man I married? I finally snapped. “Why did you do that?! Why can’t you just..” My voice cracked. “Why can’t you just act normal for once?! God, Thorne, it was a laugh, not a betraya

Last Updated : 2025-10-06

124: How To Lose Everything In Minutes .

Caleb’s POVThe villa was quiet now. The peace was just what I needed to strategize. This is my opportunity. I can't let it slip.Delilah lay on the bed. Her wrists were tied to the headboard, her skin pale and damp with sweat. The ropes weren’t too tight; I wasn’t a monster. Right??I sat on the edge of the bed, watching her chest rise and fall. She looked peaceful, if you ignored the faint tremors shaking through her body. Peaceful enough that I almost felt bad. Almost.I sighed, rubbing a hand down my face before pulling out my phone. “Ken,” I muttered when he picked up, “you got the passports ready?”A faint static hissed before his gruff voice answered, “Yeah, boss. New names, clean IDs, one for you, one for the lady. Flight’s ready when you say the word.”“Perfecto” I glanced at her again, brushing my thumb over the welt on her wrist. “Make sure everything’s untraceable. We’re leaving the country before sunrise.”Ken hesitated. “Are you sure this is smart? The girl’s husband…”

Last Updated : 2025-10-06

125: Reckoning.

Thorne’s POV> Come to the villa. Now. Your brother’s losing it.I read the message over and over as I drove into my dad's unused villa.At first, I didn’t believe her. The woman would sell her soul for attention, and after what I did to her—after I nearly drowned her—I thought she’d never dare reach out again. But something about the message… the tone… it wasn’t her usual brand of dramatics.And lately, I’ve been off. Wrong. Angry in a way that doesn’t even feel human anymore. I’ve always had a temper, but now it’s like I can’t shut it off. Not around men. Not around anyone. I used to control it but control feels foreign now, like something I misplaced and never found again.Well fuck this. She better not be lying to me.I stepped into the quiet villa. Then, faintly, I could hear voices. I followed the sound down the hallway, my pulse sharpening with every step.I first heard Caleb's furious voice. “You fucking bitch! Do you even know what you’ve done?!”Cheryse’s laughter floated b

Last Updated : 2025-10-07

126: Love, Lies And A Beating Heart.

Delilah’s POV“Easy, Mrs. Weston.” a calm voice said. “You’ve been out for a while.”I blinked, my throat dry as dust. The light stung my eyes. When I tried to sit up, a sharp ache pulled through my ribs. I froze. “Where… am I?”“You’re safe,” the man said, gently pressing a hand to my shoulder. “You’re at your villa. In New York.”My brain short-circuited. New York? How….but..?I turned my head sharply, staring at the familiar cream walls. I spotted the heavy curtains I picked out myself.“Wait—how? How did I get here?” My voice cracked. “Where’s—”Why is everything foggy? I can't remember what happened.He cut me off with a soft chuckle. “One question at a time, Mrs. Weston. You’ve been unconscious for almost a full day. Whatever you took last night knocked you out hard.”“What I took?” I frowned. “I took something??”I couldn't recall anything.He nodded. “Yes. That alone could’ve made your blood pressure drop dangerously low. You’re lucky.”I pushed the blanket off, realizing my h

Last Updated : 2025-10-07

127: FLASHBACK 1

EIGHT YEARS AGO…Thorne’s POV“Ugh. It’s you.”That’s the first thing she said when I opened the damn door. No hello. Not even one of those cute smiles. Always that disgusted tone that somehow made me want to smile despite it.Delilah Miller. Seventeen, all attitude and sunshine, standing there with her bag slung over one shoulder and rain dripping from her curls.She rolled her eyes at me like I was a nuisance. “Where’s Caleb? We’re supposed to study.”God, even her voice made my chest tighten. I stepped aside, trying not to stare too long. “Inside. Come in before you melt.”She brushed past, smelling like vanilla and wet grass. I caught myself blushing like an idiot. She never noticed me, not once. But I noticed her. Every time she walked across campus, head high, pretending not to see me. Every time she came here for “study sessions,” laughing too loud at my brother’s stupid jokes.Caleb was her favorite. I was just the shadow she tolerated.“Why do you always look at me like that

Last Updated : 2025-10-08

128: FLASHBACK 2

Thorne’s POVTwo days.Two long, miserable days since I overheard the truth.I hadn’t slep well because every time I closed my eyes, I saw her — Delilah — standing at our door, rain dripping from her curls, all sunshine and sweetness in a house built from rot. The thought of her sitting across from my father at the dinner table tonight made my stomach twist. They had invited her and it made me sick thinking about it.I’d seen a lot of darkness in my life. Heck, I grew up in it, since joining the Mafia group. I'm not a saint. I've dealt with men begging for mercy that never came. I’d watched the don slit throats like it was part of his morning routine. But this? This was something else.Stealing a girl’s heart wasn’t just a metaphor anymore.Jon Weston wanted to carve it out of her chest — literally — just to keep my mom, Agatha, alive.My hands wouldn’t stop shaking. I could kill a man with a knife without breaking a sweat, but I didn’t know how to protect her from my own family.Jo

Last Updated : 2025-10-10

129: Another Ally.

Delilah’s POV Thorne was pacing now— we weren't hugging anymore.I just sat there, staring at him after as words wouldn’t come and my mind couldn’t even keep up.So, horne bullied her for a reason? And for the first time, I realized something awful.I’d always been a bitch. A loud, arrogant, shallow one. I never looked deeper because I never cared to. I thought I was untouchable, that Caleb’s love, my charm, my smiles could get me anything. I was so wrong.“You think I wanted to hurt you, Delilah? You think I enjoyed watching you hate me? It was all an act of desperation to dissuade you from messing around with my brother. But heck, you were resolute — I'll give you that.”I blinked at him, tears burning my eyes, understanding everything. He laughed, but it wasn’t amusing. It was bitter and self-loathing. “It tormented me everytime I did it, but I couldn't stop ecause I needed you to hate this house. To hate us. To stay the hell away.” His gaze darkened. “It was the only way I co

Last Updated : 2025-10-10

130: Temptation At The Door

Delilah’s POVA WEEK LATER..The morning felt quieter than usual, almost suspiciously quiet. I’d invited Quinn over to brief me on what was happening at the office, but even as she sat across from me typing furiously on her laptop, I couldn’t focus. The soft clicking of keys filled the room, the scent of coffee lingered between us, and still… my mind was elsewhere.Thorne had left with Logan two days ago, promising that Naomi was fine and that they’d “handle it.” Whatever that meant.Handle it.That was Thorne’s language for don’t ask questions you won’t like the answers to.I tried to believe him — God, I wanted to — but every hour without hearing his voice felt heavier, colder. I didn’t even realize how much noise he brought into my life until he was gone. His presence had become… constant. Loud. Infuriating. Comforting in ways I refused to admit.Now there was only silence.Quinn’s voice broke through it. “Delilah, are you even listening?”I blinked, forcing my attention back. “So

Last Updated : 2025-10-11

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