Lahat ng Kabanata ng Falling for the CEO'S brother : Kabanata 21 - Kabanata 30

Elise's povI shook my head, suddenly unable to speak.He hummed, satisfied. His hand slid into my hair, tangling and then tugging just enough to send a shiver down my spine and make me look up at him. “Exactly. We’re still talking and it’s rude to walk away mid-conversation.” His lips brushed my ear. “I’ll forgive you this once, because you don’t know my rules yet. And because I find your jealousy… entertaining. But don’t do it again, princess.”My throat went dry.“Say okay,” he murmured.“O-okay.”“Good girl.”Heat rushed down my body at the words. He buried his nose into the crook of my neck, inhaling deeply. “You smell divine and you look like temptation itself.”His free hand slid down, gripping my waist hard enough to sting. I winced and hated how much I liked it.“Didn’t like that?” he teased, tightening his grip.“I… didn’t.”“Liar.” His voice dropped lower, becoming darker. “Say it.”My head was spinning at this point. “I… I liked it.”“Good girl.” His lips brushed my skin,

Elise's povI swallowed hard, realizing he thought my life was on the line. Shit! “It’s—it’s nothing. Just… my sister calling.”His face shifted instantly from fury to disbelief then to incredulity. “Your sister?”I gave him a sheepish smile. “Uh… yeah.”His nostrils flared. “You made me think someone was about to kill you because you forgot to call your sister back?”“She’s scary!” I protested weakly.If looks could kill then I would have been buried six feet deep by the glare he gave me. He muttered a curse under his breath before starting the car again.“She’s going to kill me,” I mumbled. “I haven’t checked in since… everything.”As if on cue, the phone rang a third time but I still ignored it in fear. Then a text popped up.“Elise Avaline Bennet I know that you are with your phone right now and I WILL FUCKING KILL YOU IF YOU DON’T PICK UP.”I winced. “Oh no.”The phone rang again.“Pick up the fucking phone,” Sebastian snapped. “You’re giving me a headache with all this cursing u

Sebastian's povMarcus stormed out of the building, his suit jacket unbuttoned, tie loose around his neck and that same storm of fury on his face that I’d known my entire life. It was a look that used to intimidate people. It never worked on me.He spotted me leaning casually against my car, sunglasses in place, phone in hand now pretending to scroll through something important. When his gaze locked on me, I lifted my head slowly, smirking just enough to make his blood boil.“Sebastian.” His voice was low and clipped with the kind of tone that suggested he was one wrong word away from snapping.“Marcus,” I replied, voice calm and lazy to infuriate him. “Long time no see, brother.”He stopped a few feet from me, jaw tight. “What the hell are you doing here?”“Enjoying the view,” I said simply, tucking my phone away and glancing in the direction Elise had disappeared. “Grey Tech has some very… interesting sights.”His fists clenched. “Stay the hell away from her.”Ah, there it was. The

Elise's povI barely made it back to my office before my phone started buzzing with notifications. Email after email flooded my inbox, all with the same subject line: Grey Tech Board Announcement.I opened the first one with shaking hands.It was true. Victoria's father's investment firm had purchased a thirty percent stake in Grey Tech, and as part of the deal, Victoria herself would be joining the board of directors effective immediately. The email went on about her "extensive business background" and how excited they were to have her "fresh perspective."I wanted to throw my phone across the room.A knock on my glass door made me look up. Marcus stood there, and even through my anger I could see the exhaustion etched into his face. I waved him in because refusing would only make things worse."You knew about this," I said before he could speak."My father made the deal. I only found out this morning." He closed the door behind him and moved to sit in the chair across from my desk.

Sebastian's povI had been watching the security monitors when the package arrived at my building three days ago. The delivery driver wore a plain uniform, kept his head down, and disappeared the moment he handed it to my doorman. That showed that he was smart, professional and an expensive messager who got away without being identified.The kind of delivery that meant trouble.Leonardo brought it up to my office at Club Viper with a grim expression. He knew better than to open packages that arrived without proper clearance, especially ones addressed to me with no return address."Want me to scan it first?" he asked."No. Just leave it."He set the box on my desk and stepped back, hand resting casually near his concealed weapon. Always prepared. That was why I trusted him with my life.I waited until he left before opening it. The brown paper tore easily under my hands and I lifted the lid off the plain cardboard box inside.Photographs. At least two dozen of them at least, spread out