All Chapters of In His Brothers Bed: Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

Massimo sat on the sofa as he sipped his whisky. Drinking this early was never a habit, but he was so stressed that he needed to blow off some steam. His head was filled with so many thoughts. He and Karl had to leave for Paris again because their plan to take down the snake gang didn't go through as planned, so they needed a better strategy, one that wouldn't fail. Val had called him earlier to inform him that she would be returning today, so he was waiting for her. Just then, in the midst of the silence and chaos, his phone rang, and he let out a loud sigh as he dipped his hand into his pockets. The bright light reflected on his face, and he stared at the caller ID for a while before answering it. He brought it closer to his ear, not saying anything. His hand tightened around the phone as his jaw ticked. He dashed out of the house right after that. **** Val opened her arms, engulfing Priya in a warm hug. They both stayed like that for a while before pulling away. “I'll co

Valeria pov I hadn't spoken a word since last night. My mind just keeps replaying our memories, and it kills me within. I was already in Sandor's house. I hadn't uttered a word to him. My heart was beating for someone else. Why did he have to come now? “Babe.” His voice pulled me out of my trance. I looked at him with sleepy eyes. “You need to eat. You look drained.” I blinked once, twice, and then stood to my feet. “Why? Why Sandor? Why? Where were you all this time? Why didn't you reach out? Why did you put me through all of this?”His hand found my shoulder, but I immediately moved back. I didn’t want him to come near me. He breathed out heavily. “I know you must hate me now, but at least let me explain.”I laughed. I don't even know why I did, but it was empty, just like how I was feeling. “You're full of shit Sandor.”His brows furrowed as he looked at me weirdly. “Wow, you look nothing like her.” “Nothing like who?” His eyes darted around before it finally landed on me. “I

Massimo pov“You know you messed up, T. And now look at you.”The words left my mouth steady. I stared at him with a bored expression, as if I had lost interest in my work, and I wondered why. The warehouse was hollow, quiet, and empty. Every word bounced on the walls and back at us. T laughed hysterically. Not a nervous laugh. It was loud and unhinged, bouncing off the walls. He tilted his head back, clutching his stomach, then looked at me with glassy eyes. “Come on,” he said, still chuckling. “Anyone in my position would’ve done exactly what I did.”Karl shifted beside me. I didn’t look at him, but I felt the tension in his body, the way his weight subtly adjusted, ready for violence if I showed the slightest signal. Karl had always been good at reading me. Tonight, I didn’t even know how to read myself. I just felt empty. T wiped his mouth with his sleeve and straightened, trying to regain control of the room. “Your brother drags his feet,” he continued. “Weeks of talking and

Massimo pov“We retrieved the necessary documents, boss, but they'll come after us now. We need to be careful with our steps.” Karl said as his hand tightened around the steering wheel. My eyes were glued to my phone as I stared at the picture. The only picture I had of Val, maybe it's good we divorced. The snake gang might have targeted her during this period. I stared at the picture a little longer. She was asleep when I took it. Her hair was cascading all over the bed, and her features had softened. I can't believe I lost her, I thought I'd be able to keep her forever but…a loud sigh escaped my lips as I put my phone down. “Antonio just sent me the location, we're close, so I'll just keep on going.” I just nodded. To be honest, I wasn't really focused on the work I was doing today. I was so fucking distracted by Val. I thought I could be strong but I'm falling apart without her. The house feels empty without her and her s

Massimo povI opened my eyes slowly to the dimly lit room. Fuck, my head was banging really hard. I haven't drunk this much in years, so I was so fucking hungover. I looked around and realised I wasn't home. My penthouse? Why am I here? I sat up slowly as I grabbed my ringing head. “Looks like someone is hungover.” I lifted my head to meet Zara in my shirt. It barely covered shit. My brows drew together in a perplexed expression. “I made you some hot tea, it'll help.”“What the fuck are you doing here? And what the fuck are you wearing?” She put on a bright smile as she dropped the tea on the bedside table. She reached to touch my face but I slapped her hand away. She looked hurt, but immediately masked it. “Are you back to the cold old Massimo? You were so different last night.” I blinked rapidly trying not to think anything negative. “What the fuck are you on about, Zara?” “You want to know the details?” she flashed me one of her infamous smirks and sat at the edge of the bed as