All Chapters of Crossing Lines with My Ex’s Mafia Brother in Law: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

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What Kind of Relationship Are You Two In?

Alexander’s PerspectiveEddy showed up past midnight, the crunch of gravel under his boots giving him away before he even knocked. I didn’t bother looking up until he dropped onto the couch opposite me, stretching like he owned the place.“She’s home,” he said after a moment, voice casual. “Delivered safe and sound, just like you asked. Though I’ve gotta say…” His grin sharpened. “You really missed out. You could’ve gone yourself, you know—chance to pick her up and all.”I raised an eyebrow. “You want to pick her up?”He froze for half a second, then laughed awkwardly, hands lifting in mock surrender. “Not me. I wouldn’t dare. She’s your brother’s fiancée. I just meant—” he hesitated, scratching the back of his neck, “—it’s a risky game you’re playing, that’s all. If Aiden or even Olivia catches wind of this, it’s not going to blow over easy.”I leaned back in my chair, silent.Eddy sighed. “Look, you know I don’t stick my nose where it doesn’t belong, but this?” He tilted his head. “T

Introducing Another Woman to Alexander

Ava’s PerspectiveMy mind raced for an answer that wouldn’t cost me my life. I forced my voice steady. “There’s nothing between us, Mother. We only met briefly during the ceremony.”Her eyes didn’t move from mine. Silence stretched long enough to make my skin crawl. Then, slowly, she leaned back, tapping a manicured finger against the porcelain rim of her teacup.“Good,” she said finally. “Then it shouldn’t be difficult for you to introduce someone to him tomorrow.”I blinked. “Introduce… someone?”“Daphne,” she said. “One of your sisters. She’ll be attending the Quinn banquet as well. You’ll accompany her and make sure she meets Alexander Clarke.”My stomach twisted. “Mother,” I said carefully, “Alexander isn’t an approachable man. He rarely entertains anyone, least of all strangers. I doubt he’d—”Her gaze sliced through my protest. “You’ll do it.”The command was absolute. Then, in that same cool tone, she added, “If you complete this task, I’ll permit you to visit the villa afterwa

The Secret of Ava’s Birth

Ava’s PerspectiveBy the time the banquet reached full swing, I’d forced myself to breathe normally again. The sight of Damon Jones had left my stomach in knots, but as the evening dragged on and there was still no sign of him, I began to relax—just slightly.Later, whispers rippled through the room: the head of the Quinn family had been hospitalized, struck by a sudden relapse of his chronic illness. That explained the absence that had terrified me. If the family patriarch was bedridden, that person wouldn’t appear tonight.Still, the relief was fragile. Damon Jones’s presence was enough to keep me on edge. He laughed easily among the guests, his charm effortless, his influence undeniable. Every so often, I caught his gaze sweeping the crowd, and I had to look away, terrified he might recognize me. The lighting was soft, but not soft enough to hide a face he’d once seen—if only briefly—years ago, on a night I’d rather forget.“Ava,” Daphne’s voice cut through my spiraling thoughts. Sh

Ava’s Dual Identity

Ava’s PerspectiveTo say I wasn’t surprised when Alexander so readily agreed would be a lie. His sudden compliance didn’t fit his usual sharp-edged temperament, but in the short time I’d known him, I’d learned he thrived on unpredictability. Whatever pleased him one second could destroy someone the next. So I chalked it up to luck—rare, fleeting luck—and prayed it wouldn’t backfire.I trailed behind Eddy and Daphne as they led the way upstairs, keeping my pace measured, my expression calm. The low hum of conversation faded with each step, replaced by the soft click of our heels on marble. My thoughts were already elsewhere—on Jasper, on Lady Morgan’s bargain, on how close I was to finally being allowed to see my brother again.Then, a light tap landed on my shoulder.The sound of my name—my real name—followed.“Wendy?”The world seemed to stop.My breath hitched; my entire body went rigid. That name hadn’t passed anyone’s lips in years. Hearing it here, in the midst of glittering chand

Your Sister Gave Me a Blowjob. Can You Do It?

Ava’s PerspectiveI forced a steady smile, “Since you made your entrance with Miss Quinn, I overheard someone mention your name,” I said smoothly, swirling the champagne in my glass. “Young Master Jones, isn’t it?”He studied me too long, his gaze sharp and searching, and for a fleeting second, I felt stripped bare—like the name Wendy still lingered somewhere on my skin.Damon frowned. “Strange. You speak as though we’ve met before.”I tilted my head, my lips curving faintly. “I’d remember meeting a man like you.”He didn’t smile back. His eyes were still on me, scrutinizing every flicker of my expression. I could tell he wasn’t convinced. I felt the tight coil of fear winding inside me—if he pressed further, if he connected the dots—Just then, a waiter appeared beside us, bowing slightly. “Miss Morgan,” he said, “Miss Daphne is waiting for you upstairs. She asked that you come immediately.”Relief flooded me so suddenly my knees nearly gave out. “Excuse me,” I murmured, setting my gl

Let Bill Watch Me Fuck You

Ava’s PerspectiveI was utterly shocked.Not because of what he said—by now, I’d learned Alexander had no shame, no filter, and absolutely no interest in boundaries. It was how he said it. The look in his eyes. That filthy smirk curling at the edge of his mouth like he already knew how I’d react.The tremble in my breath, the way my knees subtly pressed together beneath my dress—he saw it all, registered it, and liked it.He turned away and walked to the couch like it was any other night, like he hadn’t just dragged Daphne’s name through the gutter and asked me if I wanted to take her place.I stood frozen, not knowing what to do.Then he sat down, tugged a cigarette from his case, and lit it with a lazy flick of his thumb. The lighter clicked open—one of those vintage silver ones, well-worn and clearly his favorite. He didn’t say anything more. He didn’t even look at me.Two puffs. Three. Slow exhales that filled the air with the heavy scent of tobacco and something darker.Then, with

Say Hello to Your Fiancé

Ava’s Perspective“Please…” My voice barely came out, cracked and wet.“Don’t do this. If anyone finds out—if Bill sees—” I swallowed the sob choking up my throat. “You’ll destroy the Morgans’ reputation. And the Clarke’s. You’ll destroy yourself.”I looked up at him with tears in my eyes, helpless and trembling.Alexander didn’t blink.He just watched me, then reached forward and used his thumb to catch the tear trailing down my cheek.“So pretty with tears in your eyes,” he murmured, his voice low and pleased, like I was some trembling painting he’d just finished ruining.Before I could breathe, he shifted.With one smooth pull, he dragged me onto his lap. My knees slid against the couch as his hand found the torn silk still clinging to my waist.“Alex—”The rest of my sentence died when I heard the fabric tear again—louder this time, sharp like a gunshot. The hem of my gown split open, the fabric shredding under his hands until what remained barely covered me at all.I tensed from h

What Did Alexander Do to You?

Bill’s PerspectiveThe hallway outside the lounge was dim, the music from the ballroom fading into a muffled hum behind me. I hesitated at the door, my hand resting on the knob. Second Brother had called me here himself. Whatever it was, it had to be important.I pushed the door open just a crack.The first thing that hit me was the sound.Not words—just noise. Low, broken gasps. A man’s deep voice, rough with something I couldn’t place at first, then a softer one that… wasn’t.My mind blanked for a second before it hit me what I was hearing.I froze, heat rushing up my neck.Second Brother was… busy.And then the sound came again— “Ah,” sharp enough to make me jerk back like I’d been caught spying on something sacred.“Shit,” I muttered under my breath. “I’m— I’m sorry, Second Brother—”I fumbled to close the door as quietly as possible, heart slamming against my ribs. But just as the gap narrowed, a sound cut through the air—a cry that didn’t belong to him.A woman’s voice.Soft, str

You Provoked Me

Ava’s PerspectiveBill’s name flashed across the screen before I could even steady my breathing.For a moment, I just stared at it — the vibrating phone against my trembling hand, the echo of what had just happened still burning on my skin. I forced a deep breath, pressed “accept,” and lifted it to my ear.“Where the hell are you?” he snapped the moment the line connected. “I’ve been walking around this damn place like an idiot—what the fuck are you doing?”“I—” I forced my voice steady. “I spilled wine on my dress. I came upstairs to change.”He gave a short, humorless laugh. “Funny. Damon just told me Daphne called you away. You two can’t even get your lies straight?”My pulse jumped. “No, that’s right,” I said quickly. “I asked Daphne to come with me—to help me change. That’s what he meant.”A beat of silence, then the sound of him exhaling hard. “You could’ve told me. I’ve been looking everywhere.”“You looked pretty comfortable earlier,” I said before I could stop myself. “Julian

Threats

Ava’s PerspectiveFor a long, unbearable moment, Alexander said nothing. That unreadable expression still clung to his face, the faintest trace of a smile ghosting on his lips like he was watching my mind turn itself inside out. My pulse thundered in my ears, my body stiff with the kind of fear that came from not knowing which way the knife would swing.Then—he chuckled.The sound was low, lazy, cutting through the tension like smoke.“Baby,” he drawled, the corner of his mouth lifting. “You’re too easy to spook.”He tilted his head slightly, eyes flicking down my face as though memorizing every twitch, every flicker of uncertainty. “But even this look suits you,” he added. “Fear looks beautiful on you.”I swallowed hard, unsure if that was supposed to comfort me.Internally, I rolled my eyes—just barely. Outwardly, I didn’t dare move. Not when every little thing around Alexander felt like an invisible mine waiting to go off. The last thing I needed was to accidentally provoke him agai

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