All Chapters of MY BIG BROTHER: A Forbidden Desire.: Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

ROY’S POV.As Collin walked away, I felt a hollow ache in my chest. His words echoed in my mind—“This is all your fault, You have to end things with her if you don’t want this to happen again. This isn’t about my feelings for her. This is about her safety, and I advice you let her go….she might not survive the next one. And we both know that we don’t want that. Let her go Roy. It’s for her own good,” I couldn’t shake the feeling that he was right. If I hadn’t made so many enemies, Nayla wouldn’t be fighting for her life right now. I pressed my back against the wall, sliding down until I was sitting on the floor again, my head in my hands. The fear and guilt twisted inside me like a knife. How could I have let this happen? How could I have put her in danger? Time dragged on, each second stretching into eternity as I waited for any news. I couldn’t help but replay the events in my mind—my anger, my jealousy—the accusations, the moment I’d lost my temper. If I hadn’t said those things,

ONE WEEK LATER:NAYLA’S POV.I watched the door to my ward open, revealing Collin. He was alone. I hadn’t seen Roy since I woke up in this place. How could he abandon me in this situation?Although I could perfectly remember everything that happened before I got shot—the arguments about me shooting. If that could be the reason why he isn’t here, despite my condition… then I would be so disappointed in him.“Hi Nayla, how are you feeling today?” Collin asked with a wide grin. In his hand was a bag that he had promised me earlier that day.“I’m getting better. The doctor said I would be discharged today. I can’t wait to go home. This place sucks,” I said, and Collin giggled.“I know how you feel, especially when I had to stay here for a whole month. It was the most terrible experience of my life,” Collin said, and I sighed.“I’m guessing you brought me food. You know how much I am starving. I haven’t eaten all day; the food here makes me throw up,” I said, and Collin placed the bag on t

COLLIN POV.I was about to leave when I felt Nayla’s hand gently hold mine, stopping me from moving. “Wait,” she said, her voice barely above a whisper as she stared at me with her alluring hazel-green eyes. The most beautiful eyes I have ever seen.“Yes, dear,” I said, turning fully to face her.“Thank you so much. I don’t know what I would have done without you. In fact, I am so ashamed right now because…”“Shhhh, Nayla, stop it,” I said calmly, cutting her off.“I told you I would never stop being there for you. You don’t need to thank me for anything. You deserve more,” I said, and with that, I walked out the door.I could feel my tummy flutter as a smile escaped my lips. It was almost impossible to believe that my Nayla, whom I thought I would never have, was in my home.Gosh, her touch felt so good. I could almost kiss her. But thankfully, I held myself. It was too early for that.---I carried the fruit juice on a tray carefully to Nayla’s room.I opened the door, ready to serv

Heyyy Besties! Here’s a thank you to all of you that have gotten this far. Thank you for giving this book a chance :)And please, let me know what you think about Roy and Nayla in the comments, are you loving it?!Looking forward to your response ;)Bye for now!….Best regards,Fantasy Goddess ********* ************** ******ROY’S POV.I stretched my hands and feet, yawning loudly when I felt a sudden ache in my head.I placed my hand on my head, trying to see if the ache would go away. Memories of the previous day were just a blur. What the hell happened?I decided to get up and head to the bathroom, hoping a splash of cold water would do the trick. As I swung my legs over the edge of the bed, a strange feeling of unease washed over me.But just as I was about to stand, something caught my eye, and I froze.There, beside me, was a naked figure curled up on the sheets. My heart raced as I wiped my eyes, unable to believe who I was seeing.Laurel!My breath quickened as I tried to pie

ROY’S POV.I sat across from a brown-haired man who was a little younger than me. His hands were cuffed to the table, his eyes weak but his lips curved in a sly smirk that made my blood boil.I had decided to interrogate him myself since he wasn’t cooperating with the detectives about the previous bombing and why he had tried to sneak in again with another bomb that had thankfully been deactivated.Taking a deep breath, I tried hard to stay calm. I could beat the hell out of him right then and there. He deserved it for taking away my hard work, my money. But he was still useful; I needed to know who had sent him.“Tell me, who sent you to destroy my company?” I asked, clenching my fists on the table, feeling the tension radiate from my muscles.He smirked, staring deeply into my eyes. “I’m sorry, but I have nothing to tell you,” he said confidently, a glint of defiance in his gaze.His words ignited my anger. I leaned forward, my body tense. Just then, I could hardly contain myself an