All Chapters of MY BIG BROTHER: A Forbidden Desire.: Chapter 251 - Chapter 260

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I was doomed…..finished!

KAIN’S POV…..A FEW HOURS EARLIER:I held the check tightly in my hand as I stepped out of my car.It was quite early to go to the bank, but I had no choice. If my father found out what I did. He might kill me for it. But atleast, the money will be mind anyway.The numbers on it burned in my mind; every step toward the entrance felt like I was stepping toward a promise. My pulse thudded at my throat. If this went through, everything would change….my whole generation.Inside the bank lobby the air smelled of coffee and disinfectant. A row of chairs lined the wall; a pleasant-sounding woman at the front desk typed at a computer. I moved to the counter, chest tight, and slid the check across the polished surface. Up close the writing looked even more ridiculous……t grand, too impossible.The teller took it from me with slender, careful fingers. She glanced down, then up at me, eyes widening in a flash I couldn’t read as anything but reaction. Her mouth formed a small, practiced smile that

The phone call.

NAYLA’S POV.(Soft moans and groans)Ever since I returned from my two weeks trip, Roy hasn’t for one second let me out of his sight. Not just letting me out of his side, he could stop fucking me. It felt like he was addicted to me like a drug….he was obsessed with fucking me. I couldn’t even count how many times we both fucked in a day but it was a lot.Now don’t get me wrong……do not take this as a complaint because I am equally as obsessed with him fucking me, if not more.It’s been three days since I returned from my trip. Life feels a lot easier now…..so peaceful…..getting away was the best decision I ever made. I wish life could remain like this forever. No disturbance. Just me and Roy. Happy together. Forever.Roy groaned loudly, biting the tip of my ear while cumming Inside of me. Welk not directly, because he was wearing a condom.He kissed my cheek before getting up and heading to the bathroom.I laid there, sweaty and panting heavily as I stared up at the ceiling …..and the

I love you…..

ROY’S POV(continued)I was up before the sun properly settled, my gaze darting around the room like It held answers. I kept telling myself it’s fine. I was going to the station anyway. I was handling whatever the issue was.A huge part of me was happy because those two deserved even worse than being arrested, tbey deserved Ai much more for putting me and my family through hell…… trying to steal my father’s……wait!I jumped up from the bed, hurrying my way to the bathroom so that I could have my bath quickly. It couldn’t be what I was thinking…..tbey didn’t try to steal tbe check did they?I had planted a fake check in my office and had given information across the banks that if anyone tried to cash it out. Him or she should be arrested immediately for theft.Did they actually take the check and try to slcash it out? Or was it something else? Because if my planted information worked the way it was supposed to… then those arrests weren’t just coincidence.I left the apartment with my h

Karma…..

ROY’S POV.I grabbed the wheel tightly as I parked in front of the station. My chest heaved with every breath like my body wanted to fight the moment instead of walk into it.I stepped out of the car, shutting the car door hardly……..loud enough that it felt like a way to release the pressure in my head…… The sky was still too bright for the kind of hell that had been following me lately.I was halfway to the entrance when my phone buzzed inside my pocket.I paused on my track m, pulling it out and seeing the name on the screen.“Collin’s father.”My heart stuttered. That name didn’t belong to normal days. It belonged to grief, to anger, to that look he had worn at Collin’s burial……like I’d personally killed his son with my bare hands.We hadn’t spoken since then. Not properly. Not at all.I answered anyway, because I couldn’t ignore it. Not when my body already knew what it would sound like.“Good day, Mr—” I started.His voice cut through me immediately…….cold, shaking with rage. “

On to the next……….

ROY’S POV.I walked forward with my jaw locked, pretending my pulse was just normal excitement……like I hadn’t just swallowed a storm the moment I saw that call on my phone screen.“Collin’s father.”His voice still echoed in my bones. “You will suffer, Roy.” His words weren’t just threats…,,….they were a verdict he’d already passed before he knew the facts.I told myself I was done letting grief steer me.But when I turned deeper into the building, something in me shifted. Not calm……..no. Something sharper.A plan.And I wasn’t going to sit around anymore and wait for fate to be kind.I went through the station corridors, my mind already working in straight lines……..names, faces, how the system moved when it decided someone was guilty.I just didn’t expect it to move this quickly.Not after the way Mr Kain and Mr Alexander had been so comfortable.Not after the way they’d tried to paint me like the villain.Not when I’d watched them smile like they were untouchable.I didn’t go far be

I am ready…..

ROY’S POV.(continued)I opened the entrance door, my eyes landing on Nayla as she sat quietly on the couch, her gaze drifting from the TV to me.She stood up fast……too fast…….then rushed toward me, her arms wrapping around me in a hug like she’d been holding her breath the entire time I was gone.I kissed her.I kissed her deeply……like I needed her to remind me I was still human, still capable of feeling something other than fire….other than Anger or pain.Then I pulled back slightly, keeping my hand on her shoulder.“Nayla,” I said with shaky breath.Her smile faded the moment she saw my face. “Roy… what is it?”I took a deep long breath. The words sat heavy in my throat, already prepared to cut, already prepared to hurt.“I have something I want to tell you.”She blinked, like she was trying to read the fear behind my eyes. “Okay… tell me.”I turned my head just for a second, like I needed to steady myself……..then I looked back at her fully….my eyes locked on hers.“Mr. Alexander an

The Battle Line.

ROY’S POV.While in the car, I kept my eyes on the road…….on the curve of it, on the streetlights sliding past the windshield……..because if I let myself look anywhere else, my mind would start replaying every second I’d ever lost to Marco.I gripped the steering wheel until my knuckles ached.Nayla’s face flashed in my head…,… her pleading eyes, trying to hold me back with tears and love. And my chest tightened with the kind of guilt that didn’t know how to soften.But I couldn’t go back.Not now.Not after everything.I pulled out my phone and dialed Mr. Mills number again.My jaw clenched.Tell me where you are.” I said, my voice serious.“Not far,” Mr. Mills answered. “Check your phone, I already sent you my location,” Mills said.“Alright, I am on my way…..we need to plan, I need to get to those idiotic fools as fast as possible,” I said, my anger boiling inside me.“You’ll get that,” Mr. Mills said. “But Roy…….keep your head high. Marco’s men aren’t sloppy. They’re hungry.”Hungr

Danger……

NAYLA’S POV.I didn’t even realize I was shaking until my phone slipped slightly in my hand.I pressed it to my ear and forced my voice to sound louder…….more controlled…….like I hadn’t watched Roy walk toward the door with anger and rage in his eyes.“Mr. Mills,” I said quickly, my breath tight in n my chest, “Roy is leaving. He’s going to look for Marco.” I said, my chest heaving deeply.There was a pause on the other end…….Then, “Miss Nayla,” he started.But I didn’t let him finish……“Tell him not to go. Marco is dangerously insane.” My voice wavered on the last word, and I hated that it sounded like I was begging instead of pleading. “Who knows what he’ll do to Roy. A man like that who kills for a living?… no!…….please, you have to stop Roy now.”I could feel my whole world crumbling again. My gut twisted with the kind of fear that didn’t wait for proof…..Like the end result was certain. Marco is a beast, and I am a witness to his cruelty. This was more like a warning than a plea

The Attack. II

MARCO’S POVThe warehouse wasn’t the problem.The problem was ‘time’……….the part that always leaked away while people pretended they were in control…..I’d picked the hideout for a reason. Because there were too many cameras where Roy’s eyes would look, too many habits where Roy’s mind would assume danger would come from the front. This place? This place was about silence.*********My men moved like they’d been cut from the same cloth…..or invented rather because i trained them……careful, quiet, deliberate.No rushing……No shouting……No heroics.Just execution.I raised my right hand up high, and they all froze at the edge of the compound.“Lights off,” I murmured. “If you have to breathe, breathe through your nose.”A couple of them smirked, like they were enjoying the discipline. I didn’t correct them. Not yet.Because the first thing you do in a night like this is remove the noise.At the back, two guards were stationed where a person could stand and feel hidden without actually earn

Wrong move.

ROY’S POV.We moved inside the gate of Marco’s mansion, after taking out a few gurds outside. How careless of him to not have been prepared, but it was for our own benefit yoo, right?Still, I made sure my men were quiet, No talking…..No heavy footsteps or gunshot. We had to be careful because no one knew what awaited inside the Mansion. I would be so wrong to assume Marco was prepared for us. He knew better not to lay around knowing his death was near.But what worried me the most……..a man like Marco who had everything in this world, wealth, power….everything!…….Why couldn’t he just let my woman be?….why was he obsessed with ruining Nayla’s life?I paused, raising my hand to stop the men following behind me, because I had sighted Marco’s men who were posted near the entrances, and they were standing in places that only looked secure if you weren’t already inside.We took them down anyway……slicing their throats and making sure no one made any loud sounds that could expose us at the mo

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