All Chapters of MARRIAGE WITH MY HUSBAND'S BROTHER: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

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CHAPTER 11 W-Wait! What’s the rush—? ”

The morning sunlight spilled through the sheer curtains, casting golden stripes across the floor. Alisa stirred with her limbs heavy with exhaustion and her eyes still swollen from yesterday’s heartbreak. Her blouse was wrinkled, the zipper halfway down her back and one strap slipped off her shoulder sometime during the night while her pajama bottoms lay crumpled on the floor, forgotten. The scent of last night’s perfume still clung faintly to her skin, mingled with the ghost of Leo’s cologne—fading, but still there.But the bed beside her was empty.She sat up slowly with her heart thudding in the stillness as her eyes swept the room. The empty soju bottles were gone so was the clutter she remembered leaving in her drunken haze before she’d cried herself to sleep.He had cleaned up. And left. The air was still warm from his presence but he was nowhere to be found. No note and no goodbye, just absence.And then she saw it.On the sleek mahogany table near the armchair sat the contract—

CHAPTER 12 “You should sleep at my place,”

When Alisa and Leo arrived back in Seoul, the car ride from the airport felt suffocating with unspoken words. The low hum of the engine was the only sound filling the dark, leather-scented interior. Leo’s eyes flicked toward her every so often, quick glances that lingered just long enough to be felt but not long enough to hint a conversation. He said nothing and neither did she yet the silence between them wasn’t angry, it was heavy as if each of them was weighing the price of what had just happened and what was yet to come.Beyond the car windows, the city was waking up under a pale, washed out dawn. The Seoul skyline loomed ahead with its towers piercing the early morning mist and neon lights still flickering like tired sentinels not being able to sleep.With arms crossed loosely over her chest, Alisa leaned back against the cold leather seat. The fatigue from days of emotional chaos was tugging at her, but her mind was too restless to surrender to it. Her gaze drifted to the passing

CHAPTER 13 “That’s why I came.”

Leo already had heard rumors, mostly from his private sources about Naomi’s growing hostility for Alisa. She had become bolder in making passive-aggressive remarks among her friends and subtly damaging Alisa’s reputation. The jealousy was clear that it tainted her words and soured her smile. But tonight?Tonight, she wore honey and silk. Every movement seemed rehearsed like a performance. The dinner was hosted by Celeste in one of Ravencroft Group’s exclusive hotel suites where marble floors, gold accents and long-stemmed wine glasses filled the sight enough to look elegant. The event was labeled a "family celebration," a toast for Victor and Naomi's engagement and their expected child but really, it was a carefully planned scheme. And Celeste, ever the calculating matriarch made a bold choice. She shamelessly invited Alisa, not out of warmth, guilt or kindness but mockery. She invited her like a lion invites a lamb into its den. And to savor her discomfort over all that she had lo

CHAPTER 14 “This one’s hard,”

After leaving the dinner early, Leo gripped the steering wheel more tightly than needed. The city lights created broken patterns on the windshield as they raced through the night. His jaw tensed and his eyes remained fixed ahead but his mind was still caught up in the chaos they had just escaped. In the passenger seat, Alisa sat silently. She had her arms crossed over her chest, and her gaze out the window was calm, composed, and unreadable.Leo scoffed. “Twisted bitch.”Alisa glanced at him. “Excuse me?”“Not you,” he muttered. “Your sister, crying like a starlet on cue.”Alisa gave a soft, bitter laugh. “She’s always been dramatic but she gets what she wants.” A pause. “Even if she has to rip it out of someone else’s hands.”Leo’s fingers tapped the steering wheel. “Victor plays along like he’s some poor, heartbroken husband. Bastard acts like he’s been wounded by love, not by his own damn ego.”“Well, don’t you think they deserve each other?” Alisa said flatly, voice devoid of heat

CHAPTER 15 “What did I really want anymore?”

Alisa woke up to soft morning light filtering through the curtains the next day, casting a warm glow across the unfamiliar room while her mind felt foggy, lingering with the remnants of sleep. The first thing she noticed was the faint scent of Leo’s cologne, mixed with something more subtle like the musky smell of his sheets. It felt too intimate and too foreign for her.Her heart sank but this wasn’t from shock or anger but it was more complicated. The realization came to her slowly like a tidal wave creeping up the shore. She couldn’t recall how she ended up there the night before but a distant ache in her thigh suggested she had been searching for something maybe comfort or escape, and she knew that something did happen. Just look at her naked body as well as Leo’s.Her head throbbed lightly as she moved to sit up, then a wave of dizziness washed over her. Leo’s arm was draped lazily over her waist with his breath steady and calm, reminding her of the complicated mess she found he

CHAPTER 16 “she’s out of the picture for good now.”

After a month of grueling, painfully drawn-out proceedings, each court appearance feeling like an open wound being salted, the divorce was finally, officially finalized. Papers were signed, hands were shaken and in the eyes of the public, it was over. While Naomi and Celeste toasted their so-called victory over champagne in some high-rise penthouse, basking in the smug satisfaction of what they believed to be a well-played game, Alisa felt no such triumph even though it was what she wants. She slipped away quietly with her presence barely noticed as though she were nothing more than a shadow exiting the room, as though she was never there to begin with. “Finally,” Naomi purred, her lips curling in satisfaction. “she’s out of the picture for good now.”Celeste smirked over her glass while the city lights reflected in her sharp eyes. “Out of the picture but not out of the game yet,” she replied smoothly.“If Victor moves quickly, the baby will be a Ravencroft before the press can creat

CHAPTER 17 “Take it, take all of it,”

🔞 Read at your own risk. Only for 18 and above.Naomi woke to the weight of an arm draped lazily over her waist, the musky scent of sweat, sex and expensive cologne still clinging to the sheets. Her skin was bare, her thighs sticky from the night before, and beside her, Victor lay just as naked while his chest rising and falling with slow, satisfied breaths. She turned her head and drank in the sight; his smug and infuriatingly handsome face then pressed a kiss to his forehead. The grin that spread across her lips was wicked and almost feral like she’d conquered something priceless. Then in her mind, she imagined Alisa’s face now that weeks had already passed and the ink on their divorce papers was dry.Victor’s lashes lifted and he smirked lazily, with his voice still husky. “Morning, babe…”Naomi leaned in, brushing her mouth against his in a slow, deliberate kiss. “Morning. Are you going to go to work?”“Yeah,” he murmured, fingers tracing her hip before tightening, “but first…”

CHAPTER 18 Can’t hide how much you want it.”

Alisa’s eyelids fluttered open to a room heavy with shadows and a scent she couldn’t mistake, Leo’s. The bed beneath her felt unfamiliar, too soft and warm in all the wrong places then there’s a subtle, bitter ache blooming deep in her muscles, reminders of last night she didn’t want to remember, while her throat tasted faintly of expensive liquor, sharp and lingering.Her pulse stirred, quickening as the realization hit her that she wasn’t alone.Her gaze drifted slowly upward.There, mere inches from her face, Leo sat propped against the headboard, bare-chested with his dark eyes sharp and unreadable. He watched her with an intensity that made her breath hitch. Not with concern and not with tenderness but like a predator savoring the moment before the hunt.He said nothing as her heart slammed wildly against her ribs but his hand found hers, cold and possessive, curling his fingers around her wrist like a silent claim.“A punishment for sleeping on me last night,” Leo murmured, his v

CHAPTER 19 “Then let’s choose elevation.”

The conference room of Ravencroft Industries resembled a fortress made of glass and steel. Its tall windows reflected the busy city below while inside, however, the atmosphere was anything but peaceful. The strong smell of expensive cologne filled the air, mixed with unspoken authority and silent judgment. Then a long glass table ran down the center, shining under the bright overhead lights. Every seat was taken by the most powerful members of the board.At the head of the table sat Dominico Ravencroft. His name was known for both the business he built and his ruthlessness. His sharp, weathered gaze moved across the room like a predator assessing prey. His silence alone made other conversations fade away. “Greetings, everyone. Oh, Bernard, I heard you’ve been back in California, how was my Cindy doing?”Cindy is the wife of Bernard whom Dominico doted, and that Bernard was the one of Dominico’s friend way back when they are in college.“She’s doing great, sir. She’s a professor now a

CHAPTER 20 “Straight to the point, I see.”

Despite the finalized divorce, Dominico’s opposition to Victor marrying Naomi remained the same. In his eyes, she was nothing more than a walking scandal, a stain he would never allow to spread across the Ravencroft name. Naomi, however, convinced herself that she still had a card to play. With a palm pressed against the slight curve of her belly, she approached the Ravencroft mansion as though carrying the future heir would grant her an audience.She imagined Dominico’s stern mask cracking and perhaps even conceding for the sake of the child but that fantasy shattered at the gates where the towering iron doors remained closed, as if their intricate designs are almost mocking her. Then two guards stepped forward, blocking her path with the silent efficiency of men who had been given clear orders.“I’m here to see Grandf-, I mean, Mr. Ravencroft,” she insisted with her voice rising.One guard’s lip twitched, not quite a smile but more like the shadow of pity. “You’re not on the list, ma

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