Semua Bab MY BIG BROTHER: A Forbidden Desire.: Bab 191 - Bab 200

NAYLA’S POV.“So, there’s no way to bring him here?”….I said, my breath shaky. Roy shook his head, facing downward.My heart clenched as my dream replayed in my mind again. I don’t know but I couldn’t get the feeling of Collin being in terrible danger at that moment. It was as though I could feel what he was about to go through, the pain in my chest, the heaviness in my breath.“I think I am about to throw up,” I said, holding my belly and running to the bathroom.I leaned forward to the sink, hoping to get what was bothering me on the inside out of my system, but nothing../I couldn’t throw up.“Atleast, your men should be there by now, right?” I asked, turning back to Roy who stood by the bathroom door watching. His expression filled with worry and a mix of something else. Something I couldn’t quite put my hands on.“Nayla, I think you are being too hard in yourself….you should calm down,” Riy said but I narrowed my gaze.“What do you mean calm down?” Collin is out there because of u

MARCO’S POV…..I felt a rush of excitement surge through me as Bryan and I hurried to the hospital with the man we had intentionally injured. He was groaning, playing up the pain in his leg, Welk, not playing up because he was in actual pain, but he accepted the ten thousand dollars i had bribe him with, just so we could gain entry into the hospital.“Just keep it together…..you’ll heal in no time” I snapped at our “victim,” who was crying in agony while I held him steady.We skidded to a stop outside the emergency entrance. I threw the car door open, and we jumped out, rushing to the backseat to get him.We made sure people around saw us, including the security guards because we needed to show them how urgent it was just so they couldn’t not deny us access into the hospital.“On three! One, two, three!” We lifted him between us, his leg dragging a bit as he groaned in pain. This time he was louder because he needed to sell it convincingly.But as we approached the entrance, the secur

KAIN’S POV.I took a deep breath before knocking on the door to my father’s office.“Come in!” He yelled, prompting me to open the door and step inside.He sat slouched back in his chair, his eyes focused on his phone….when he saw hime, his eyes lit up, and he smiled.“Son…what took you so long? I have been waiting for you,” He said, a threatening to break from his face.“I….it’s nothing,” I said, shaking my head, and looking away. How could I tell him I fell inlove with another women the same day I lost my wife.“Your still grieving, I can tell,” But it’s okay…I am not going to speak on that anymore,” He said, looking away like he was irritated at the fact that I would be grieving my dead wife. What is wrong with my father? If that was the case, why would he feel irritated at the thought of me grieving someone I lost….that is so heartless of him. But at the same time, I didn’t want to think more about it, so I just changed the topic instead.“So, why did you call me? You said it was

ROY’S POV.I sat quietly in Collin's hospital room, watching him closely. It felt like days… even weeks… since he had fallen unconscious, and I couldn’t shake the worry gnawing at my insides. I wanted him to wake up more than anything. I needed him to be okay.I ran my fingers through my hair, trying to calm my racing thoughts. I was anxious about everything… the threats against us, the check, and most of all, how Collin was doing. I kept replaying everything that had happened in my mind, hoping for a sign that things would get better.Just then, the door opened, and the doctor walked in. He looked serious, his expression grave. “Roy,” he said, glancing at Collin before meeting my eyes. “I’m sorry we couldn’t transfer him home. I understand the kind of danger he’s in, but there was nothing I could do.”I felt my frustration rise. “I get it. But I just want him to wake up so we can figure things out. We need to take him back where we know he is safe… he is literally helpless at this po

COLLIN’S POV.I blinked my eyes open to see Roy walking out the door, his back turned to me. The room was eerily dark and I didn’t want to be alone in it so I called to him, “Roy!”He paused, turning in a slow and unusual manner. And when he finally turned back to face me, it wasn’t Roy at all. It was the man who shot me at the hotel……Luke’s henchman. My heart raced as fear gripped me. It was strange and scary at the same time because i couldn’t even recognize the particular man who shot me until now….Worse it was too dark to have known who he is.Fear gripped me as I wondered what he wanted….to kill me probably. I struggled to lift my arms, only to find them bound to the bed, the restraints cutting into my skin. Panic flooded my borns as I tried to shout gor help, maybe anyone could come save me, but I realized my lips were covered in duct tape. As the man approached, a wicked smile played at the corners of his mouth, and my breath caught in my throat. He raised a gun, pointing it