All Chapters of Three Hot Billionaires Brothers wants Me : Chapter 121 - Chapter 130

“Zane, wait!”My voice cracked through the corridor, but the storm swallowed it whole. He didn’t slow down. His footsteps thundered down the marble stairs, the echo chasing me as I ran after him.When I finally caught up, he was standing by the front doors, rain seeping through the open archway, his fists clenched so tight the veins in his arms stood out like cords.“You heard everything,” I whispered.He turned, eyes blazing. “Every word, Lena. And I swear, if what I heard is true, I’ll bury him myself.”“Don’t,” I begged, catching his sleeve. “You’ll only make it worse.”“Worse?” He laughed without humor. “He tried to kill a man. For what? Jealousy? Control? He put all of us in danger. You, especially you.”His anger was wildfire, frightening and beautiful. I’d never seen him this undone. “We need proof first,” I said softly.He looked at me like proof no longer mattered. “Sometimes the truth doesn’t wait for permission.”Thunder boomed outside, shaking the chandeliers. Then, out of

“Don’t move.”Zane’s voice came from behind me, low and rough enough to scrape the air. I froze, my fingers still pressed against the photograph Kai had left.He stepped closer until the warmth of him brushed my back. “Tell me,” he murmured near my ear, “why do I feel like you’re hiding something again?”My throat went dry. “You’d better see this yourself.”He reached past me, his arm grazing mine, and took the photo. For a second the world shrank to the rhythm of his breath against my neck. Then he cursed under it.“That son of a”“Zane”He spun me around, eyes burning. “He knew you before any of us, Lena? Tell me that’s a lie.”“I don’t remember him,” I whispered. “Not like that.”He searched my face, jaw working. “You think I can believe that after what he wrote? ‘We met long before Zane.’ He’s playing with you. With us.”“Then stop letting him,” I shot back, voice shaking. “I didn’t ask for any of this.”For a moment neither of us moved. Then his anger cracked and something hotter

“Don’t move,” a voice whispered in the dark.My breath hitched. It wasn’t Zane’s. It wasn’t Liam’s.It was him.The generator hadn’t kicked in yet. The entire mansion drowned in black silence except for the sound of the storm outside, rain against glass, thunder against reason.Then, out of the darkness, came the faint glow of lightning through the windows, and I saw him.The man who wore Kai’s face.But there was something wrong, his smile curved sharper, his eyes colder, almost hungry.“Lena,” he said slowly, stepping closer, his shoes silent against the marble. “You look like you’ve seen a ghost.”“Who the hell are you?” Zane’s voice thundered from behind me, sharp and furious.The man chuckled, low and dangerous. “You could say I’m the part of Kai you never met.”Kai moved forward, standing between us now, his gun already drawn. “Put your hands where I can see them.”The imposter raised both hands mockingly. “Relax, brother. You’ll hit me and ruin the family portrait. That would b

Morning came with sunlight and silence.I woke up to find a note on the pillow beside me, written in his clean, slanted handwriting:Meet me on the terrace. There’s something I want to show you.I wrapped a robe around myself and stepped out. The air smelled like coffee and rain. Liam stood by the railing, the river stretching below, the Eiffel Tower gleaming in the distance.“Beautiful, isn’t it?” he said without turning.“It is,” I whispered. “Why bring me here, really?”He turned, eyes unreadable. “Because I wanted you to see what life could look like without the noise.”“The noise?”He smiled faintly. “The family. The lies. Zane.”I frowned. “You keep saying his name like it’s poison.”“Because it is.” His tone sharpened. “He doesn’t love you, Lena. He needs you. That’s not the same.”I crossed my arms. “And you?”He stepped closer, his hand brushing against mine again, that same electric pull. “I want you. Freely. Not because you save me. Because you see me.”“Don’t look at me l

I didn’t even realize I was shaking until Zane’s hand found mine, steady, warm, the only thing anchoring me in that freezing room.“Lena,” he whispered, his voice low and protective. “Don’t answer him.”But Mr. Carter’s words were already slicing through the silence, sharp and echoing like a gunshot that refused to fade.Who are you really working for?My throat felt dry, my heart beating so hard it hurt. “I’m not working for anyone,” I managed to say, my voice soft but shaking. “I came here because I got a job offer from this family, from you, sir. I wanted to work. I wanted to build something of my own.”Mr. Carter’s eyes turned colder. “I don’t want excuses,” he snapped. “Not from her, not from any of you. This family’s name is already hanging by a thread, and I won’t have a woman with divided loyalties cutting it loose.”Zane’s jaw flexed, his voice firm. “She doesn’t have divided loyalties. You hired her, remember? If there’s a problem, it’s not with her, it’s with whoever’s fe