All Chapters of LOVE THY SISTER'S HUSBAND : Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

…SOREN…******HOURS AGO..I sat in the middle of the conference room, my fingers drumming impatiently on the deskHalf the board was still arguing about projections, the other half pretending to listen. I leaned back in my chair, watching the city skyline burn gold through the glass windows, half of my mind already somewhere else.Knight Innovations had been through hell this year—leaks, lawsuits, rumors of sabotage—but we were finally standing again. Barely, but standing. LyonTech was back on the table after months of ghosting us. That meant money. That meant momentum.Lukas, my CFO, was running numbers on the screen. He's the kind of guy investors trusted. My friend. My brother in this war of business and bullshit.“So, as we agreed,” Lukas was saying, flipping through the slides. “The partnership with LyonTech can fund the Helios Project to full capacity. All we need now is your final sign-off, Soren.”Helios. My secret. My redemption. A self-sustaining security network that could

…RILEY…******God, Soren Knight. The one man who’d ever seen past my rough edges. The first man who made me want to be seen, not as Cass’s twin, not as the tomboy, but just as me.I still remember the first time I saw him back in college. He was the hot transfer student. He was quiet, tall and had this mysterious energy. The kind of guy who didn’t need to talk much to make the room tilt his way. Everyone expected him to fall for Cass. She was the queen bee, after all, with perfect hair, perfect smile, perfect everything. She ruled the campus like a throne she was born on, adored for her beauty and feared for her cruelty. Straight A student.And then there was me—Riley, the twin in sneakers and hoodies. Captain of the basketball team, champion sprinter, teacher’s favorite. I was known, sure, but never for being the girl guys dreamed about.So when Soren started showing up at my games, lingering by the bleachers, waiting until I was done to walk me halfway across campus… it threw me

...SOREN...*****The drive to my parents’ mansion felt endless.The kids were screaming in the back seat — Evie fighting Zayden over some stupid toy, Whitney asleep in her car seat with her head tilted slightly toward the window. I glanced at her through the rearview mirror, watching her small chest rise and fall. For a second, everything else faded.Then Cassidy’s voice disrupted the calm. “Evie! Zayden! I swear to God, if you two don’t shut up, I’ll—”She didn't finish her sentence but her tone was sharp enough to cut glass, and it made them stiffen instantly.But they continued bickering anyway.I sighed and rubbed the back of my neck. “Cass, let it go. They’re kids.”“They’re your kids too,” she snapped, glaring at me from the back seat, her lips tight, her bandaged cheek catching the afternoon light. “They’ve been at it for thirty minutes, Soren. Thirty minutes. Do something.”Before I could open my mouth, Riley turned around from the passenger seat, her voice calm but firm. “He

.…RILEY…*****His father droned on about profit margins and disloyal executives. I flexed my foot, sliding my bare sole up the fine wool of his slacks, tracing the hard muscle of his calf. I felt him shudder. A quiet, almost imperceptible reaction. But I saw it. I felt it.His leg twitched, but he didn’t pull away. He couldn’t.I pushed higher, my instep rubbing along his shin. The fabric was smooth, expensive. I imagined the heat of his skin just beneath it. His grip on his fork tightened until I thought the metal might bend.Cassidy prattled on about the wine, as the rest of the family continued their conversations, completely oblivious to the war—and the seduction—being waged beneath their noses.My heart hammered against my ribs. This was even more dangerous than the fitting room. This was a minefield, and every second we didn’t get caught was a victory.I let my toes wander higher, creeping up his inner thigh. His breath hitched, a tiny, choked sound he covered with a cough int

RILEY… The message came through just as I tucked Whitney’s blanket tighter around her legs. > Gym. Now. No emojis. Nothing romantic or sweet. Just this brusque command to which I know I'm undoubtedly going to obey. My heart skipped as l left the room.The corridor was dim and quiet, the only sound the muffled thump of weights hitting the floor below. When I pushed open the glass door, I froze. God. Soren stood at the far end of the private gym, shirt clinging to his chest, veins flexing down his arms as he pushed the barbell up with effortless strength. Sweat slicked his skin, glinting under the low lights. Every movement was precision, anger, and exhaustion woven into one. He didn’t see me at first, but I saw him. All of him. And for a heartbeat, I forgot how to breathe. Damn, he was so hot — even when he was angry. Especially when he was angry. I finally found my voice. “You looked so in love tonight,” I teased lightly, crossing my arms to mask the ache in my chest. “Pret