CHAPTER ELEVEN

Clause’s POVFor the first time in weeks, I woke up without dread in my chest.The sunlight streaming through my curtains didn’t feel accusatory anymore, it felt warm, alive and almost forgiving.Alvin had finally forgiven us.After his meeting with Gary, he texted me a simple message:“We’re good. Just don’t hurt him. Or yourself.”No threats. No bitterness bleeding through the words. Just… quiet acceptance. And from Alvin, that was monumental.When I showed Gary the text, his entire face softened. He didn’t grin, didn’t shout in relief—he just let out a deep breath, like he’d been holding his lungs hostage all this time. Then he kissed me in that unhurried way of his, like he wanted to savor the moment instead of rushing through it.The next few days passed in something dangerously close to bliss.We didn’t need to sneak around anymore. Well technically, we still did. The world didn’t know. Our families didn’t know. But Alvin knowing? That was enough. It was like being allowed to ex

Last Updated : 2025-08-14

CHAPTER TWELVE

Clause’s POV The days after Alvin met Gary in secret passed with an unsettling kind of stillness. The sort of quiet that doesn’t comfort you but makes your skin prickle, because you know it’s only temporary. Like standing in a room where the air feels too heavy, waiting for something to break.Alvin had changed his tune overnight. The anger that used to flare in his eyes every time he looked at Gary or me was suddenly gone. He smiled more. He made jokes. He even texted me on Tuesday morning. Just a simple “Hope you’re good, bro. Let’s grab lunch soon.”Alvin had never been the “let’s do lunch” type. Not with me. Not ever.Gary, of course, swallowed it whole. He wanted to believe the problem was solved, that his brother had magically let go of everything. “See?” Gary said that evening as we sat on his balcony, watching the city lights blink on one by one. “He’s over it. You worry too much.”I tried to smile. I tried to believe it. But in my gut, I knew Alvin better than that.Wednesda

Last Updated : 2025-08-15

CHAPTER THIRTEEN

Alvin’s POV I’ve always been good at smiling.It’s a skill no one teaches you. You just figure it out when you realize people rarely look deeper than your teeth.Clause actually hugged me today. Can you imagine? My best friend, the guy who usually keeps emotions bottled up like expensive scotch. Nearly broke my ribs saying thanks for “understanding.” Gary shook my hand like we’d just signed a peace treaty. His eyes even watered. Smith men don’t cry unless their hearts are on fire.I had to bite my tongue to keep from laughing.We had dinner together at the lake house, the three of us. Like old times. Back when things were simple, back when I didn’t have footage of my brother and my best friend tearing each other apart in some overpriced hotel bed.Clause made pasta. He always overcooks it, but I didn’t say a word. I twirled the noodles on my fork, nodding as he talked about work, about how the Jefferson tech division was expanding into renewable energy. Gary added some quip about

Last Updated : 2025-08-26

All Chapters of DANGEROUS AFFAIRS WITH MY LATE SISTER'S HUSBAND : Chapter 11 - Chapter 13

CHAPTER ELEVEN

CHAPTER TWELVE

CHAPTER THIRTEEN