All Chapters of In His Brothers Bed: Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

Massimo povThe moment Valeria turned her back on me, it felt like something vital was torn loose inside my chest. I stood there for a second too long, watching the space she'd occupied like an idiot, like a man who'd lost something he was never supposed to let go of in the first place. I just wanted to talk to her; I didn't care if she was rude or not. I just wanted her to look at me again.And then there was Zara. Her hand slid more firmly around my arm, nails pressing just enough to remind me she was there. “Don’t,” I said quietly. She laughed softly, leaning closer. “Relax. She already left.”That was it. I stepped away sharply, shaking her off like she was something stuck to my skin. “I said don’t fucking touch me. Is that not clear to you? Or do you want me to speak Italian first?” Zara’s smile faltered for half a second before she masked it, her eyes darkening with something ugly. “You don’t have to be like that.”“I do,” I replied flatly. “Because you keep forgetting your pl

Valeria pov “Fuck!” I heard Sandor scream, and I immediately pushed Massimo off me. “Who the hell left this here?” I sighed heavily when I heard his drunk voice. What is with him and getting so wasted these days?“Val.”“Massimo, stop. Sandor is home. You need to leave.”His face turned into a smile, and my face creased in confusion. “Why are you smiling?”“Because you called me Massimo instead of Alessandro.” I rolled my eyes as I walked out of the kitchen and into the living room, where Sandor was yelling. He knocked over the glass of water I gave Massimo.“You.” He uttered drunkenly. “Why are you doing this to me? Why are you punishing me?” What's wrong with him? Why does he always say these weird things whenever he's drunk?“What?”Before he could reach me, Massimo stepped up. Sandor groaned when he saw him. “What the fuck are you doing here with my woman? You want to take her too, huh?”“Sandor, you're drunk. I think you need to rest.”“Fuck no!” His hand connected with Massimo'

Valeria POVI tied my hair up in a messy bun. I wore a basic top and jeans. The goal was to get a simple look. I only accepted this because I was bored as hell at home. Priya had started working, so that meant that we could only see each other on weekends or her day off, but she decided to also work on weekends. My workaholic friend.I sat in the car, and Sandor joined me shortly. He stayed in that position for a while as he stared into nothing.“Sandor?”He turned towards me.“We're getting married in a month's time; Father says that the elders are putting pressure on him.”I chuckled lightly. “You know you don't want to marry me, Sandor; just tell them and set me free.”He let out a small laugh. “I'm doing you a favour by marrying you, okay? Because your father would be in great debt if I didn't. His only way out is by selling you and your sister to the black market. You guys would lose everything literally.”“Why didn't you tell me?”“Tell you what?”“That our relationship was plan

Massimo POVI set my glass down as I ran my hand through my hair. I kept looking in the direction Val had taken, but she wasn't returning. She didn't come with me, nor did she come for me. So, do I need to be so concerned about her? More people started arriving, and suddenly, I wanted to be alone. I thought the party was just for us, but I guessed I was wrong.Karl approached me again, holding a glass of vodka. “Massimo, Father Donavon met someone before he was killed.” “He did? Who?” He tapped on his phone screen and showed it to me. I squinted to look at the person. I stared for a hot minute, not even surprised. “Why the fuck did Sandor go there? He never reported meeting him.” “Right.” He shoved his phone back in his pocket. Did he fucking kill Donavon? For what exactly? Donavon was one of our biggest spenders, so why would he? “He actually tampered with every camera around that area, this footage was retrieved from a car'

Priya povGreat, it’s him and me again. Things are already awkward between us, and now I have to be in a room alone with him because the lovebirds are in my room.“Riri, you look beautiful,” he uttered suddenly. I looked around with a puzzled expression. “Are you talking to me?” I pointed to myself.“Of course.”I scoffed. “Why are you calling me that?”“Just a cute nickname I came up with for you. It suits you.”“Yeah, no thanks.” He smirked as he walked closer. My stomach churned when he did that. “I can’t call you beautiful anymore?”“I… uh…” Words failed me. Damn it, why did I have to stutter now?A smile appeared on his face as he walked closer to where I was standing. “I really wanted you to come with me to the party. I wanted to show off my beautiful girl.”“I’m not your girl.”“It’s just a matter of time, Riri.”“Don’t call me that.” He closed the gap between us. I k