Semua Bab Mated to My Enemy: The Sinful Bond That Binds Us: Bab 11 - Bab 20

BrantMy head was pounding—damn, it hurt. I knew I drank last night… maybe just a little too much. Ghost... did Ghost take over while I was asleep beside Marirose?I opened my eyes—and there she was.Sable.Damn it, Ghost.She was still asleep, breathing softly—close enough that I could feel the rhythm of it. Her face was calm, peaceful. For the first time, I noticed just how beautiful she really was. And for a second, I couldn’t stop staring. There was something in her features—something quiet but fierce. Strangely, something about her reminded me of my stepsisters.I shifted slightly, and that’s when I realized her legs were draped over mine. Her eyes fluttered open, still hazy with sleep.We stared at each other in silence for a moment.“So you’re awake?” she said, her voice low and raspy with sleep—and hell, it sounded damn sexy. “You can leave my room now.”I scoffed, trying to mask the chaos in my head. “How did I end up here? What, did you kidnap me?”Yeah, I knew how ridiculou

I followed Joss as I saw him disappearing down the far end of the backyard. I was surprised—until I remembered there was a staircase that led to the basement. I walked toward it and was relieved to see he hadn’t closed the door behind him. I stepped inside and descended the stairs.The basement was dimly lit and cooler than the rest of the house, with the scent of aged wood and wine lingering in the air. Another set of stairs, narrower and older-looking, connected this part of the basement directly to the main house. Along the far wall stood rows of wine shelves, neatly stacked.Joss was sitting on a wooden bench facing the wine racks, his back slightly slouched. He must’ve heard my footsteps, because he turned around to look at me.“I’m sorry… Am I disturbing you? I was worried. That’s why I followed you,” I said gently.He shook his head and gave a small smile. “No, it’s fine. You’re here already. Come sit with me.”I walked over and sat beside him. “Why did you come here alone whil

We finally had dinner, and this time, they let me join them at the table. Brant kept staring at me with that same hungry look—the one he'd had since he said those words to me. And ever since, I’d been speechless. We hadn’t talked about what he said, but the way he looked at me… it was as if he could undress me with his eyes alone.After dinner, Rhett, Joss, Kit, and Brant went back inside the house. I stayed outside, lying on the lounge chair for a while, staring up at the stars. I used to do that with Mum and Jessica.How I wish they were here with me.Why, Jessica? Why fall for someone like Brant—a selfish brat?I heard footsteps approaching and turned my head to see Brant walking toward me. He’d changed into a simple black shirt and shorts. He sat down on the lounge chair next to mine and stretched out, lying back comfortably.“You know, there’s a wonderful woman who once told me if you stare at the stars—”“You can picture anything you want,” I finished for him.He looked at me, e

Sable We stopped at an orphanage, and as we entered, all the children were already coming out of the building with smiles lighting up their faces. I couldn’t help but smile too. I know it sounds cheesy, but I love children—a lot. They’re my weakness.'Do you think Brant loves children too?' Selene asked in my head.'Selene, don’t spoil my mood and annoy me,' I replied silently.Honestly, I didn’t think she could annoy me—not while I was surrounded by these children. They were now gathering near a small stage that had been set up, organizing themselves into neat little rows as they sat down.“This orphanage was founded and built by my mother,” Rhett said.I turned to him and smiled. I hadn’t known that. I mean, I did know there was an orphanage my mother used to visit every month after she married Mr. Paxton—was this it?We stepped out of the car as the driver went to retrieve Rhett’s wheelchair from the trunk. Together, we helped him into it. He was heavy, and a part of me wished he’

I stood in front of my bedroom mirror, staring at my reflection. The dress hugged my body perfectly, even though I felt a bit strange in it—I’m not really a dress person. But Joss had picked it out for me for today’s occasion: Rhett’s recovery party. I forced a smile onto my face, trying to feel confident.There was a knock at the door. I walked over and opened it. The sound of music spilled into the room, and there stood Joss—looking incredibly handsome in a tailored navy blue suit. His crisp white shirt was slightly unbuttoned, just enough to give a glimpse of his toned chest. His cologne drifted in subtly, and his hair was styled neatly. He looked dashing—effortlessly so.“Are you ready?” he asked, extending his arm toward me.I slipped my hand into the crook of his elbow and stepped out, closing my door behind me with a soft click. As we looked over the staircase, I could already see that guests had started to arrive. The house had been completely transformed—soft lighting from th