บททั้งหมดของ FOUR SHADES OF DREY: บทที่ 101 - บทที่ 110

Chapter 101AureliaI kept my hands lying completely still against the blanket over my lap, watching all.They looked exhausted. Not the ordinary kind of tired that comes from a long day at work, but the heavy, worn-down kind that settles deep into a person’s skin when they haven't been sleeping. All four of them had their sleeves rolled up, their ties loosened or gone entirely, smelling faintly of expensive cologne and rain."You're awake," Dreyven said, stopping a few feet away from my wheelchair. He searched my face immediately, looking for whatever mood I was in today."I've been awake for three days," I said, keeping my voice entirely flat. "Not that any of you would know."Drayton winced slightly, while Dreylen rubbed the back of his neck with a quiet sigh."We had to clear our schedules," Dreyden said smoothly, taking a step forward. He was the organized one who always spoke like he was running a board meeting even when he was standing in a living room. "If we're going to ta

Chapter 103Aurelia"Put a movie on then, Dreyden, instead of just standing there holding the controller like a statue," Drayton grumbled, settling deeper into the plush couch while still keeping his arm anchored securely around my waist so I wouldn't slip."I am picking one, if you'd give me two seconds of actual silence," Dreyden shot back without looking up from the screen in his hands, his thumbs moving with that crisp, methodical speed he used for everything. "What do you want to watch, Lia? You choose.""Anything is fine," I murmured softly, keeping my tone submissive and quiet, the perfect picture of an invalid who didn't want to cause any trouble."She said anything, so put on the new action thriller," Drayton urged, tapping his foot against the floorboards. "The one with the car chases.""No car chases," Dreyven said instantly, his voice dropping into that sharp, protective tone. He glanced over at me, his dark eyes brimming with unspoken worry. "Something quiet. Something si

Chapter 105AureliaThe next four days were completely bizarre.If anyone had told me a month ago that I'd be under the same roof as the Grey brothers and that they'd pamper me like I was the most important woman in the world, I'd have asked the person to pinch themselves up from their sleep.But here we are, playing house and them being their best. I never knew men could be this domesticated. They actually kept to their promise. Not one of them went to the office. They ditched everything just to sit around my wheelchair from morning till night.They ate every single meal with me. In the mornings, I’d wake up to the smell of coffee and toast drifting down the hall. By lunch, they were sitting on the living room rug, shoving plates of fruit toward me and arguing over who was holding the water straw at the wrong angle.They took turns cooking, which was an absolute disaster to watch. Dreyden measured out salt like he was working in a science lab, while Drayton nearly set off the fire

Chapter 108DreyvenI walked back into the living room holding the freshly warmed glass of milk, my chest still tight from snapping at Dreyden. I felt like a fool for losing my temper over something so small, but the way Lia had looked at me earlier was still ringing in my ears.I crouched down beside her wheelchair, holding the glass steady as she took a few slow sips through the straw. "Is the temperature okay now?" I asked gently.She nodded softly, giving me that quiet, vulnerable look that made my heart ache. "It's perfect. Thank you, Dreyven."I smiled, setting the glass on the small table beside her. As I turned my back to grab a napkin from the tray, I caught her reflection in the dark, glass of the patio doors.My blood turned to ice.The soft, tired expression on her face was completely gone. In its place was a tiny, sharp smile...cold, calculating, and full of satisfaction.I froze, my hand hovering over the napkin. I didn't say a word, and I didn't turn around too fast.

Chapter 109DraytonThe moment the nurse stepped in to sit with Lia in the living room, I stood up, walked down the long hallway toward Dreyden’s private study, and pushed the heavy wooden door open before stepping inside.Dreyden was standing right near the windows with a fresh cup of black coffee in his hand, while Dreyven was sitting deep in one of the leather armchairs rubbing his temples with both hands. Dreylen was perched quietly on the edge of the wide oak desk, casually tossing a silver pen back and forth between his fingers.I shut the door firmly behind me and let out a long, heavy sigh as I leaned my back against the frame. "Man, trying to act like I'm genuinely angry at you lot while holding a fork full of pancakes is definitely harder than going ten rounds in the ring," I muttered, shaking my head at the sheer ridiculousness of it all.Dreyden turned around slowly, a faint smirk touching the corner of his mouth as he looked at me. "You actually handled it quite well,