All Chapters of On My Brother's Bed : Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

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One Touch Away from Sin

Chapter 41Astrid’s POVIt had been a week.Seven long, dragging days trapped under my mother’s roof, drowning in her lectures and Dave’s constant presence. Mom fluttered around me with fussing words, repeating the same warnings–“eat more“, “you should rest more”, “don’t think too much.” And Dave hovered like a shadow I never asked for. It was exactly why I hated staying here.This morning she’d sent me to fetch groceries with her, and by the time we returned, my head throbbed with all the blabbering I had endured. My patience was gone. I dropped the bags on the counter and forced a smile that didn’t reach my eyes.“Thanks, Mom. I’ll… unpack later,” I muttered.I excused myself, climbing the stairs two at a time, desperate for space.College would resume soon anyway and summer break was nearly over. I wanted to be back at Micah’s, even if it meant listening to his grumpy words instead of Mom’s.And maybe…seeing Rhett again.The thought lodged in my chest like a thorn. I hadn’t heard

Ruin Tastes Like You

Chapter 42Rhett’s POVI’d left her place a few weeks ago, but I couldn’t stay away.The night was filled with the stench of gunpowder from the job I’d just pulled. I should’ve gone straight to the manor, and cleaned the blood off my knuckles, maybe even tried to sleep off the rage that was still forming in my gut. But none of that shit mattered when the only thing circling through my head was Astrid. Her touch.I’d told myself walking away was the safest choice and giving her distance would untangle whatever mess was growing between us. Yet here I was, driving back to Micah's place like some goddamn addict chasing his fix.By the time I pulled up outside, the windows were dark, the place asleep. I'd drove down here after I got an info from my source that she'd gone with Talia. Damn Talia.I killed the engine, hopped down, and scaled the wall like I’d done a hundred times before. My shoes landed soft on the balcony as though the shadows themselves were pulling me in.Her window was

Aftershock

Chapter 43Rhett’s POV“Tell me I’m not seeing what I think I’m seeing.”Micah’s voice cut through the room, cold and controlled.Astrid stiffened, her body trembling against mine, but before she could move toward him, Micah shoved her aside. His fury was aimed squarely at me.I parted my lips to say something, but his fist connected straight to my jaw.I staggered back, the impact slamming me against the window. My lip split, blood filling my mouth with the bitter taste of iron.“Micah–” I tried, raising my hands in surrender.“Don’t you dare,” he growled, his face contorted with rage I’d never seen before. His fist flew at me again. I didn’t move an inch qa the crack echoed, and pain split across my cheekbone. My vision blurred, and blood spilled freely from my lip, dripping down my chin.“What the hell are you doing with my sister, huh?” His voice shook as much as it thundered. “My fucking sister, Rhett! I trusted you. I brought you into my family!” Another blow. My head snapped

Ties of Deception

Chapter 44Rhett’s POVThe smell of antiseptic clung to the back of my throat when I stirred, the world swimming into focus under the dim fluorescence of a hospital room. My head throbbed, every pulse of blood reminding me I was still alive.I tried to push myself upright, only for a hard crack to land across my shoulder.I jerked, groaning.“Better stay put if you want to keep your bones intact,” a voice rasped.My gaze snapped sideways, narrowing on the figure planted in a chair beside my bed. A walking cane rested in Alfredo’s hand, his hawk-like eyes fixed on me with grim disapproval.“Nonno,” I muttered, my throat dry.Alfredo leaned forward, the cane balanced against his knee. “You’re so reckless. If you think you can cheat death by sheer stubbornness, you’re a bigger fool than I thought.”I frowned, settling back against the pillows, though the ache in my chest said otherwise. “How did I even get here?”Before Alfredo could respond, the door swung open. Dominic strode in, phone

First Trial

Chapter 45Dominic’s POVThe silence that followed Rhett’s refusal was deafening.For one suspended moment, the hall froze. Glasses lingered mid-air, and the golden light of the chandeliers seemed to burn hotter against my skin. Every pair of eyes in the room swung toward me.Goddamit.My grip on the fork tightened until the prongs bent. Rage spread like fire through my chest, but I forced myself to lean back in my chair, my lips pressed into a smile that tasted like ash.“You will do no such thing,” I muttered, the words rolling off my tongue easily.But my son, my foolish, reckless son, stood there with a defiant spark in his eyes. “This wasn’t what we planned,” Rhett spat, his voice firm. “And you can’t make me.”He stormed off right there without sparing a second glance at rest of them. I wanted to kill him on the spot. Damn. I wanted to end him.A hush swept the table, followed quickly by whispers, and men started shifting in their chairs, the ripple of discontent infecting the

Second Trial–Vendetta

Chapter 46Rhett's POV The gun felt heavier than I imagined.Its cold weight in my palm felt like judgment itself.The man tied to the chair trembled before me, his face a map of bruises and blood. His eyes slowly darted between me and my father, silently pleading. I could hear his wheezing breath.“Dammit. Kill him already.” Dominic's voice came from behind, his tone impatient.I gulped and turned to Dominic. “I can't.”“Don't make me regret this.” Dominic seethed.I looked at the man again. He was crying now, whispering through swollen lips. “Please… I told you everything. Please, I have a family.”My hands shook slightly when I pulled the gun up a bit. The metallic scent of blood filled the air, thick and suffocating. I could barely breathe.“Do it,” Dominic repeated.The trigger was rough under my finger. My vision blurred, sweat dripping into my eyes.I couldn’t. I couldn’t damn do it.The man’s breath hitched as I aimed, and I suddenly saw a flicker of relief in his eyes. Like

Taken

Chapter 47Astrid’s POVMicah’s voice echoed through the room like a command. “You’re spending the rest of your summer at Mom’s place. End of discussion.”I stood near the dresser, arms folded across my chest, my heartbeat thudding like a drum against my ribs. “Micah, you can’t be serious.”He didn’t even look up. His movements were brisk and deliberate as he shoved clothes into my box. “I’ve never been more serious in my life.”“What the hell is this?” My voice cracked, a mix of anger and disbelief. “You can’t just decide where I spend my summer like I’m some kid.”“You’ll listen to me, Astrid,” he snapped, spinning around to face me. His jaw flexed, his eyes stormy. “You’ll listen to me and only me. I don’t care what you think you want.”I took a step closer, shaking my head. “You’re not even hearing me.”“Oh, I hear you,” he bit out. “And I'm not going to sit here and watch you ruin yourself.”I froze, my lips parting. “You don’t know anything about what I’m doing.”He zipped the b

False Truce

Chapter 48Rhett’s POVThe low hum of the ship engines was the only sound that filled the air. Salt spray stung my cheek as the wind whipped across the open deck.We had just finished another “exchange”, one of Dominic’s routine operations. The partners we’d met had left in a separate yacht, their silhouettes vanishing into the horizon, swallowed by the gray-blue sea.Dominic leaned against the railing, a cigar between his fingers, his broad shoulders squared in satisfaction. He looked every inch the man he wanted the world to fear. Just as ruthless as he always was.I wasn’t in the mood to celebrate. The wound at my side throbbed beneath the bandage, a reminder of the bullet I’d taken just a few weeks ago.“You could at least try to look alive,” Dominic drawled, turning his head slightly toward me. “We pulled off a clean run. That deserves a drink.”I snorted softly, my gaze fixed on the rolling water. “You’re serious? I was shot, and I’m still recovering. And you want me to drink?”

Cold Salvation

Chapter 49 Astrid’s POVMy head throbbed before I could even open my eyes. A dull ache pulsed behind my temples, and my throat felt dry, like I hadn’t spoken or swallowed in hours.When I finally blinked my eyes open, harsh light flooded my vision, and it took a second before I could focus.There were metal walls, and three men stood near the corner, speaking in low voices.My heart lurched.Memories crashed in pieces from the time I'd gone for shopping with Talia and how I'd left her to meet them and the sudden hand over my mouth. Then nothing but darkness.Panic wracked through me as I pushed myself upright on the cold floor. My wrists weren’t bound, but my legs felt weak.“Stay down,” one of the men said without even looking at me. His tone was bored, as if he’d done this a hundred times.“Who are you?” My voice came out hoarse, trembling despite how much I tried to steady it. “What do you want from me?”The tallest of them turned, his lips curled into a lazy grin. “You’ll know so

I Love Her

Chapter 50Micah's POV“What’s going on between you two?”My mind scrambled for a quick lie, but Astrid beat me to it first.“He’s fine, Mom,” she said quickly, brushing her hair from her face and forcing a small smile. “We were just talking about something stupid.”Mom’s brows drew together as if she didn’t fully believe her, but she smiled anyway. “Good. Then, Astrid, sweetheart, what would you like for lunch? I made your favorite–chicken alfredo.”Astrid nodded absently. “That’s fine.”I muttered something under my breath and turned, grabbing my bottle of water before walking out.Outside, I sank onto the porch railing, gripping the bottle tightly as the argument replayed in my head. I hated how easily she’d defended Rhett Rivers.Because of him, my sister had been taken. Because of him, I had to stand in front of Dominic and beg for her release.A muscle in my jaw ticked as I stared at the skylines ahead.“Rough day?”Dave’s voice broke through my thoughts. I turned to find him wa

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