All Chapters of On My Brother's Bed : Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

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Heir to Ruin

Chapter 21 Rhett’s POVMercedes didn’t even look apologetic when Astrid stormed away. She just stood there with her glass.I glared at her. “What the hell was that about?”Her lashes flickered lazily, feigning innocence. “An accident, of course.”“Don’t lie to me,” I growled, stepping closer to her. “You did that on purpose.”“Maybe I did,” she sighed and took a sip from her glass. “Depends on who she is.”I clenched my fists, the urge to shut her up almost unbearable. “She’s none of your concern.”Her hand reached out and curled around my wrist before I could walk away. “On the contrary, Rhett,” she purred, leaning in. “She’s my concern because you brought her here. You know exactly what that means.”I yanked free, my glare burning into hers. “I don’t owe you explanations.”“Don’t play dumb with me,” she snapped suddenly. She inched forward and blocked me from moving on as guests glided past with champagne and polite chatter. “You know it’s a violation. Bringing outsiders here is–”

Closed Doors

Chapter 22Astrid’s POVThe shrill sound of my phone nearly made me drop it. The name glowing on the screen in bright, damning letters was Micah.Panic seized me as Rhett’s eyes locked on the device. His entire body went rigid, the muscle in his jaw ticking furiously.“Shut it off,” he hissed, his breath hot against my ear. He pressed me tighter into the alcove, his frame sheltering me in the shadows.My fingers scrambled, finally hitting the side button until the ringing cut off. I had no clue who Rhett was hiding us from.Just a few feet away, a figure stopped mid-step. The guy's head turned, brows furrowed as he scanned the lobby.My heart slammed into my ribs. I could barely see the face of the figure as he approached toward us, his gaze narrowing.“Quiet,” Rhett whispered against me. I held my breath, pressed flat against Rhett’s chest.Suddenly, we heard a voice booked across. “Buddy! The boss is asking for you.”The figure paused like he was hesitating. He glanced over his sh

Strip Dance

Chapter 23Rhett’s POVAstrid’s footsteps echoed faintly above me as she stormed upstairs. I sat there in the living room with heaving chest, the box of first aid supplies sitting useless on the couch where she’d shoved it.I dragged my hands down my face. “Damn it.”My control was slipping.I couldn’t tell her about what the event meant. I couldn't tell her the party I'd been invited to had been hosted by my father.That bastard.The thought of Micah working for him without knowing the truth of his identity made my chest ache.I cursed again and reached for my pack of cigarettes. The lighter clicked, and soon the bitter smoke filled my lungs, burning on the way down. One drag. Then another. Still it didn't help like the normal nights.Astrid's voice echoed in my head when she’d snapped, “You care about nothing anyway.She was wrong. Dammit, she was so wrong.I cared too much.By the time I’d burned through the last of my cigarette, the ashtray overflowing, my nerves hadn’t calmed. I

You Taste Too Damn Good

Chapter 24Astrid’s POVI gasped the second Rhett said those words.My wrists strained against the knot, but it was useless. He’d tied it too tight, his strength sealing me in place. My back pressed to the cool wall, and I could feel him hovering right behind me, his frame shadowing mine.Rhett’s hand trailed down my side, slow, deliberate. Too soft at first like he was testing me, teasing me, but even that touch sent a shiver crawling along my spine. My chest rose and fell heavily, and I swore I was seconds from breaking.Because his presence, his touch, his lips hovering just close enough was too much.I was afraid he was going to notice the way my body betrayed me, the heat pooling between my thighs, the wetness that gave away just how much I wanted him.Before I could think, Rhett shifted me. His palm pressed firmly to my back, bending me forward over the dresser. My eyes snapped to the mirror in front of us, and there we were—our reflections staring back at us.I caught a glimpse

Say My Name

Chapter 25Rhett’s POVThe morning came too quickly.I stirred awake before the sunlight had even fully penetrated through the curtains, my body burning with the ghost of her warmth. Astrid still lay tangled in the sheets beside me, soft breaths parting her lips, completely unaware of the chaos she’d left inside me.For a long moment, I stood there in the doorway, staring at her.Her hair was spilled across the pillow like a halo, her body curled into the blankets, her skin still faintly flushed. I tore my eyes away before I lost myself again and walked down the hall to Micah’s room. I stripped and turned the shower on full blast, pressing my palms to the tile as the water scalded my back.“Fuck,” I muttered under my breath.Images of last night assaulted me–her gasps, the way her body arched against mine. I slammed my fist against the wall once, water splashing. I couldn’t believe I had let it happen again. With Micah’s little sister.And worse, I didn’t regret a damn thing.When I

Sleepover

Chapter 26Astrid’s POVThe sound had come from upstairs.My heart thumped as I left the living room and hurried up the staircase. I pushed open the door to my room, the noise was near the window. I trod closer, narrowing my eyes as the faint rattle echoed again. I braced myself, tugging the curtain aside.And then I saw the new neighbor–the girl I’d glimpsed earlier was outside in her yard, fiddling with something that looked like a broken frame against the siding. She looked up at the same time I leaned forward, and our eyes met.Her cheeks flushed instantly. “Sorry!” she called up. “I didn’t mean to disturb you. Just fixing this.”I exhaled a long sigh. My annoyance cooled into resignation. With everything else swirling inside me, I didn’t have the energy to be pissed about a stranger clattering around.I let the blinds fall back into place.When I turned, I half expected Rhett to be there. But he wasn’t.I walked out of my room, padding back down the stairs. But Rhett was nowhere

Three Against One

Chapter 27Rhett’s POVThe house was too quiet when I stepped inside.I kicked the door shut behind me, still holding the grocery bag in one arm, my phone pressed to my ear. Micah’s voice filtered through the line, the usual chatter about his work schedule, and the endless checklist of things I didn’t give a damn about. I knew he was lying. Micah Cole worked for my father.“Yeah,” I muttered, my eyes already scanning the living room. “I’ve got it covered. Don’t worry.”Micah sighed on the other end. “I just–look, man, I'll keep appreciating the fact that you're staying with her. But–”“I said I’ve got it,” I cut in sharply. “Focus on whatever the hell you're doing.”There was a pause. Then, “Alright. I’ll check in again tomorrow.”“Sure.” I didn’t wait for him to finish before I hung up, tossing the phone onto the counter.The bag crinkled as I set it down. I pulled out pasta, chicken, and some fresh veggies I’d grabbed on a whim. Cooking wasn’t my thing, but it gave my hands someth

Beautiful Danger

Chapter 28Astrid’s POVThe sleepover wasn’t half as terrible as I’d imagined.At first, walking into Talia’s house had felt like walking into chaos–pillows scattered across the living room, bowls of chips overturned, soda fizz fizzing against the floor. Music blared too loud, laughter trailed up the stairs, and girls were sprawled on every available inch of space like it was some kind of middle-school slumber party.But then the games started. Someone found a deck of cards, another girl pulled out a stack of board games, and soon enough, even I was laughing. I’d been roped into Truth or Dare, cornered into eating half a bag of spicy chips, and almost choked from laughing when Layla tried to sing karaoke with a mouthful of marshmallows.It wasn’t bad. Not bad at all.I’d been wrong.I sat with a blanket wrapped around my legs, a soda bottle clutched between my hands, almost comfortable for once until Talia appeared at my side. She tugged at my sleeve, her face flushed and her smile ju

Kiss in the Dark

Chapter 29Astrid’s POVThe rain hadn’t stopped pouring when Rhett pulled me into the house. My heart was still a thunderstorm inside my chest. I couldn’t tear my eyes away from him. From the gash at his temple, the ugly swell on his cheek, to the way his knuckles were raw and red.I should have been terrified after what happened outside, but all I could think was why was he bruised again? Why did he always come back to me battered and bleeding?What exactly the heck was going on?“Are you out of your damn mind?” His voice jolted me out of my thoughts. “Sneaking out? Seriously? What the hell were you thinking?”The heat in his tone made me flinch. But I didn’t answer. I couldn’t. My eyes traced the curve of his mouth, and his expression.“Do you even realize–” He cut himself short, raking a hand through his soaked hair, droplets flying. “Do you know what could’ve happened if I hadn’t shown up when I did? Those men would’ve–” His jaw clenched hard enough to crack. “Christ, Astrid, do

Sin On My Lips

Chapter 30Rhett’s POVThe lights flickered once more, and Astrid’s eyes locked on mine with a mixture of fear and fire. Her chest heaved against me, her lips parted, and every instinct in me screamed to claim what had been building between us.Her body was still trembling, not just from fear anymore. I could feel it in the way her thighs brushed mine when she shifted, in the way her gaze lingered on my mouth like she hated herself for wanting me.“Astrid…” I growled low, my voice coming out rougher than I intended.She shivered, and that was it. My lips crushed against hers.The kiss wasn’t sweet. It wasn’t careful. It was brutal, hot, everything I’d been holding back pouring out at once. She gasped, her hands on my chest like she didn’t know whether to shove me away or drag me closer.I didn’t give her the choice.My tongue slid against hers, demanding, tasting, and when she whimpered into my mouth, my control snapped another notch. I pressed her harder into the wall, caging her in

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