All Chapters of Three Hot Billionaires Brothers wants Me : Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

The words dripped from his mouth like poison.“Let’s see how long she survives under my rules.”For a moment, the study wasn’t a room anymore, it was a cage. The walls pressed closer, the air grew thick, suffocating, my lungs struggling to draw breath. My hands curled into fists at my sides, nails biting into my palms, the pain the only thing stopping me from trembling outright.Mr. Carter’s voice thundered again, sharp and cruel.“You dare defy me in my own house, Zane? I’ve always known there was something different in you. Tell me, are you even my blood?”The insult sliced through the air like a blade.Zane’s jaw hardened, every muscle in his face carved from stone, the storm inside him barely contained. His dark eyes glittered with fire, not the kind that flickered, it burned, steady and merciless. He didn’t falter, not even a fraction, standing tall in the shadow of his father’s wrath as though daring him to strike.“Oh, please, old man,” Zane’s voice was a blade, cold, sharp, de

“Then I treat him like one.” Mr. Carter’s words didn’t just hang in the air, they burned, crackling like fire, searing through the room with a finality that left every breath poisoned. Zane’s lips curved into something between a sneer and a smile, but I saw the muscle twitch in his jaw. His fists clenched at his sides, and for a heartbeat, I swore he would lunge at his father right there. “Try it,” he said, voice low, dark, carrying the madness of a storm chained too long. “Lay your hands on me, and see how quickly your kingdom falls.” The silence that followed was violent. Heavy. Every heartbeat was a drum inside my chest, suffocating me. Out from here, he turned. Mr. Carter’s gaze flicked toward me, sharp, knowing, dripping with the kind of venom that could rot a soul. His voice slid like poison across the air. “Because of her,” he said. His words weren’t a question, they were a verdict. “Because of her, My son speaks against me. Because of her, you all defy me.” Becaus

“Kai…” His name tumbled from my lips like a secret I wasn’t ready to confess, fragile and trembling in the haze.His eyes burned into me, unblinking, pulling me into their storm. I expected him to move, to look away, to flee the way any sane man would, but he didn’t. He stepped closer instead, the steam curling around him like smoke feeding a fire.The air thickened. My chest rose and fell too fast, too shallow. He was so close now I could feel the weight of his presence pressing through the glass, heavy and intoxicating. My body, traitorous and wild, leaned toward him, as if his gravity had claimed me.“You think I wanted this,” he said at last, his voice low, jagged, like it had been torn from his throat. “You think I came here on purpose?”I swallowed, the words stuck in my throat, my skin prickling with heat. “Didn’t you?”His jaw clenched, his gaze dragging down my body before he cursed under his breath, looking away for the first time. “God, Lena… you have no idea what you’re do

I didn’t sleep that night. Not really.Every time I closed my eyes, I saw Zane's burning stare, Liam’s razor smile, and Kai’s whisper searing into my ear like a brand: Tomorrow. Nine o’clock.The thought twisted in me, gnawed at me, made my body hum with something I didn’t dare name. Half of me wanted to slam my door in his face, the other half… wanted to open it wide.By morning, my head felt heavy, my heart restless. I sat at the edge of my bed, towel-damp hair spilling down my shoulders, staring at the clock like it held all my answers. Should I go? Should I even think about going? Every sensible part of me screamed no. But my body remembered the heat in Kai’s eyes, the command in his tone, and the way my knees almost buckled when he leaned in.I pressed my palms against my thighs, grounding myself. Don’t be stupid, Lena. Don’t let them pull you deeper into this madness.A knock shattered my thoughts. Three sharp raps against the door.I jerked, breath caught. Him? Already?But whe

The silence after Liam left was crushing, like the house itself was holding its breath.Zane still stood there, chest heaving, his fists trembling at his sides. His eyes burned on me, not on the necklace, not on the chain still heavy against my throat, but on me.For a moment, I thought he might speak, might say the words I was too afraid to hear. But instead, his jaw locked tighter, and without another word, he turned and walked out.Just like that.The echo of his boots down the hall felt like thunder cracking my ribs. I wanted to call after him, to beg him not to leave me standing there, shaking, with Liam’s claim still burning against my skin. But no sound came. My lips moved, my chest heaved, but all that came was silence.And so I was left with the necklace—the star charm pressed against my chest like a curse, like proof that I was nothing but a rope in their war.I didn’t sleep that night. How could I? Every time I closed my eyes, I saw Liam’s smirk. I saw Zane’s fury. And wors