All Chapters of SUBMISSIVE TO MY BROTHER'S BEST FRIEND : Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

KARIMA HEARTI hurried down the corridor, practically jogging into the hallway.Phew. I was only five minutes late and thankfully, class hadn’t started yet. Looks like the new professor was running late too. Lucky me.“KARRY!” Ellie’s voice rang out from the far end of the hall. She had already secured our usual spot, front row, right side. The only place I could focus properly.Ellie was the life of every party, the queen of chaos and cropped tops. Meanwhile, I was the nerd one, the “neat freak,” as she liked to call me. She always had something to say about my outfits, especially my ponytail obsession, while she paraded around in her wavy shoulder-length blonde hair and a little fringe at the fore-head.She gave me that look the second I reached her, pulling off my backpack to sit.I didn’t wait for the comment, I saw it in her eyes already. So I took the first move.“I know, okay?” I said, cutting her off before she even opened her mouth. “I woke up late. No time to play fashion sh

KARIMA HEARTTWO DAYS LATERThe moment we got to his car, I yanked my hand out of his grip like it burned.He turned to face me, sliding his hands into his pockets, his expression cold, like it was carved from damn stone.“What the hell was that back there?” I snapped.“You didn’t just hit my boyfriend, you also f*cking told him I was your girlfriend? Are you out of your mind?!”My voice shook with rage. At this point, I didn’t care anymore, whether he had something on me or could spill my secret at any second.He hit Jace!That alone was enough to make me lose it.Yeah, maybe Jace could be a jerk sometimes, but no one gets to lay a finger on him. Not even Owain.He cocked his head, completely unbothered.“Are you mad because I saved you? Or because I punched that little prick? Be honest.”I scoffed and clutched my bag tighter, my fists itching to meet his face.“Don’t you dare cross me, Owain,” I warned him. “I don’t joke when it comes to my boyfriend.”And then? He clapped.Like I’d

OWAIN LUTHERThe moment Karima said those words, I knew I had lit a fire in her. Exactly what I wanted. She was wild, she just didn’t know it yet. But I did. And I was the only one who could unleash it. Let’s see what you’ve got, Karima, I thought with a smirk. She led the way to the car. I followed behind her. The moment we hopped in, I hit the ignition and slammed the gas.***KARIMA HEARTThe next day, I left class early. I did everything possible to avoid Ellie. Of course, she noticed, but I didn’t care. Maybe avoiding conversations with her would make reality slip by... Just two days would be enough. No, maybe a week. Anything, enough to help me erase the whole nightmare I saw yesterday.As soon as the lecture ended, and God helping me, Owain didn’t show up today, I rushed to the cafeteria.I spotted Tyla and dodged her. For the record, Tyla was the queen bee cheerleader for the TIGERS Team, the swim team Nathan was in. She was obsessed with him and, even now, she hated my guts s

OWAIN LUTHERI didn’t plan for Malcom to show up early, but it wasn’t exactly shocking either. The guy had a sixth sense for walking in at the worst possible moment... And we weren't even doing anything illegal, just her in my arms, that's all, but...When his eyes locked on us—Karima in my arms, her lips parted like she’d just caught herself wanting something she shouldn’t. For a second, he froze. Then his brain finally registered the scene.Before I could blink, he was moving. I could swear he wanted to murder me, with that fury in his eyes... Karima broke out of my hold as if he hadn't seen everything—stepping between us just as he closed the distance.“We... Owain was just comforting me. That’s all. It’s been a rough day,” she rushed out.I didn’t say a word. There was really no point. The lie was weak, but she tried. Which meant something. She wasn't really the hard girl she pretended to be.Exactly why she needed someone like me to bring out that wild in her and maybe with a litt

KARIMA HEARTMinutes later, Malcom finally stepped out of the room—probably done sulking. I didn’t bother glancing his way. I just kept dishing out a bowl of spaghetti at the dining like he wasn’t even there.He pulled out a chair gently, as if tiptoeing around my mood. I held back a smirk. He was either stalling before apologizing which would mean surrendering or trying to act cool until the silence broke him.I slid a bowl of food and a glass of juice in front of him.“Thank you,” he muttered.And then, of course, Mr. Annoying strolled out of his room, hand-in-hand with Mrs. Sassy. My eyes narrowed as she clung to Owain’s arm like she couldn’t breathe without him.Seriously, where did she think she was? A hotel suite? Or maybe Owain’s house, acting like she owned the place just because she could hold his hand in public.She tugged him into the seat across from Malcom and parked herself in the chair directly facing me.I served them both. God knows it took all the self-control in me