All Chapters of Claimed By The Tyrant Brother : Chapter 131 - Chapter 140

Delilah’s POVI'm going to s sex club.Damn, who would've guessed?That was my first thought as the car glided to a stop outside the unmarked building which was tall, dark, and pulsing faintly with music I could feel in my chest. Even from the curb, it vibrated like a heartbeat.Thorne cut the engine and turned to me with a crooked grin.“Don’t worry,” he said softly. “We’re only here to see.”I shot him a glare. “Only?”He leaned closer with a smirk. “Unless you decide otherwise.”“Thorne!”He chuckled, unbothered. “I’m kidding. We’ll see and go. Promise.”But the glint in his eyes told me otherwise.As we walked in, I was immediately overwhelmed by the atmosphere, the dim lighting, the soft music humming in the background, and the sight of couples kissing and touching openly everywhere.When we stepped into the main room, my eyes widened as I took in the scenes unfolding around me, each one more daring and intimate than the last.And…oh my God…I froze, my pulse climbing. There were

Delilah's POV See?Of course, Thorne! I want to see every fucking thing you have in-store for me.My body was still humming, every nerve ending screaming from the aftershocks of my orgasm. I looked from his intense, dark eyes to the ornate drawer of his desk. My curiosity wasn’t sated. It was a fire he’d poured gasoline on.“Yes,” I breathed out, finally. “Show me.”A slow, predatory smile spread across his face. He pushed himself off me, his weight leaving a sudden coldness on my skin. He crossed the room to a heavy, darkwood chest I hadn’t noticed before. When he returned, a handful of silk scarves, deep crimson and black, were pooled in his large hand.“Turn over,” he commanded, in a low voice.“On your stomach.”A fresh thrill shot through me. I obeyed, rolling onto my front, the cool leather of the sofa a stark contrast to my heated skin. He moved with an efficient grace, tying one scarf firmly around my right wrist, then threading it through a sturdy leg of the heavy sofa befo

Delilah’s POV Thorne had a way of unraveling me, of dragging me into a world where nothing existed but the rush of his touch and the sound of my heartbeat. I used to think he was holding back—now I know he was. Whatever he’s awakened in me, there’s no going back. I crave this chaos,the way he makes me forget who I was before him.And I never wanna stop.“Fuck, yes,” Thorne growled, his voice thick with lust. “Look at that. One thrust and you’re coming all over this fake cock.” He worked the dildo in and out of my convulsing cunt. My eyes rolled up in ecstasy.He watched the blade, a thin line of crimson welling on my skin. “Such a perfect, filthy little mark on my perfect, filthy girl.”He pulled the dildo from my soaked cunt with finally.. Before I could even process the emptiness, his hands were on my hips, flipping me over onto my stomach. The cool wood of the table pressed against my heated cheek. He pushed my shoulders down, forcing my ass into the air.I felt the broad head of

Naomi’s POV“Francine?” My voice cracked. “Wh–what do you mean you can’t help me? You—you wanted to warn me about him! You told me he wasn’t what he seemed…Francine, please, he’s a monster, you were right!”There was a long pause. I could hear the hum of chatter, the faint announcement of boarding gates in the background. Is she at the airport? This can't be good.Then Francine’s voice came again, shaky but cold. “I know what he is, Naomi,” she said softly. “That’s why I can’t help you.”My heart stuttered. “What are you talking about?”“I have a restraining order against him.” Her breath hitched. “But it didn’t stop him. It never does. He… he found where I stayed back in Canada with my son and his nanny. I thought I was safe after I moved, after I changed my name, but he found out anyway.”“What did he do?”She inhaled sharply. “He’s after my son.”The world tilted. “What?”“His men has been stalking him, taking pictures of him.” she said, her voice cracking into a sob she tried to

Delilah’s POV“...You know,” a deep voice said from the kitchen, “I was thinking of baby names while you were gone…Delilah?”My throat closed up and I wiped the tears from my face . Slowly, I turned, anger twisting painfully in my chest. I picked up the file as his footsteps approached.He appeared at the doorway of the hidden study, shirtless, his sweatpants hanging low on his hips. But the sight that once made my pulse race now made my stomach twist. The faint silver light from the room painted half his face in shadow. His beautiful, dangerous, now guilty face.“Delilah,” he said quietly, taking a hesitant step forward. “It’s not what you think.”My chest heaved, hot tears already burning at the corners of my eyes. “Not what I think?” My voice cracked, rising with disbelief. “You killed her!”“Delilah…”“No!” I stumbled back, shaking my head violently. “Don’t you dare say my name like that. You killed my mother!”Deep down, I was begging for him to tell me that this is all a big mi