All Chapters of Forced to Marry my Sister’s Fiancée : Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

Alina’s POVI could not believe I was doing this.One second I was telling myself to stop, to think, to remember everything that stood between us. The next, my arms were wrapping around his neck like they belonged there.Like they had always belonged there.“Alina…” he breathed against my lips, my name leaving him like it hurt.That was my undoing.I should have pushed him away. I should have stepped back, reminded him of Aria, of the pregnancy, of the chaos waiting outside this locked room. He lifted me effortlessly, like I weighed nothing. Like he had done this a hundred times before.Done for.I was completely done for.My back hit the wall briefly before he carried me toward the sofa. My heart was pounding so loudly I could hear it over the faint music vibrating from outside the room. I clung to him, my fingers digging into his shoulders, breathing him in like I had been starved of him.This was dangerous.This was reckless.This was everything I had promised myself I would never

Edrick’s POVAdrian would not shut up.We were walking toward the office building, early morning traffic humming around us, but all I could hear was him.“This is a disaster waiting to explode,” he said for what felt like the hundredth time. “You’re not some college kid sneaking around, Edrick. You’re married. You have a public image. A company. Investors.”I kept walking, jaw tight, adjusting my cufflinks like that required my full concentration.“And she’s your wife’s twin,” he added, incredulous. “Your wife’s twin, for God’s sake.”“Adrian,” I muttered, “I don’t want to hear this. Please. You’re making it worse.”“Making what worse? The truth?”I shot him a look.He did not flinch.“You think this stays hidden?” he continued. “You think Aria won’t find out? Or the press? Or your father?”“We’re not parading around the streets,” I snapped. “Calm down.”“Oh, I’m calm,” he said dryly. “You’re the one spiraling.”I stopped walking for a second and faced him. “It’s not like we’re… doing

Alina’s POVI felt hollow when I stepped out of the club.Edrick had left ten minutes earlier. And i already missed him life he had been gone for ages.I hate the ecstasy of this temporary reality.This false reality.But I have decided to push all the future pending consequences and enjoy the present. The night air was cool against my skin as I checked my phone.Eight missed calls.All from one contact.Dad.My chest tightened instantly.We had not spoken properly since the day he told me to leave. The day he pressed money into my hand like I was a liability, he needed removed. The day he chose peace over me.I stared at the screen for a long moment before pressing call back.It rang twice.He answered.“Hello,” I said quietly.Silence. Then his voice, cold and controlled.“So you finally decided to pick up.”“I just saw the calls,” I replied. “Is everything okay?”“Don’t pretend,” he snapped. “Do you think I don’t know what you’re doing?”My heart skipped. “What do you mean?”“You’

Alina’s POVI shot up from the bed like someone had poured ice water over me.My phone was still in my hand.The screen was still glowing.The email was still open.I stared at it again, my vision blurring as tears welled up in my eyes. My head began to spin so fast I had to grip the edge of the mattress to steady myself.Pregnant.Eight weeks.No.No, no, no.It could not be real.This had to be an error. A mix up. Maybe they sent me someone else’s results. Maybe the lab mislabeled something. Maybe the system glitched.There had to be an explanation.My chest tightened as I reread the report for the fifth time. The numbers did not change. The words did not rearrange themselves into something kinder.Positive.Approximately eight weeks.Eight weeks.My stomach dropped.Two months.The room felt smaller, like the walls were closing in. I pressed a shaking hand against my mouth, trying to quiet the sound rising from my throat.This was not possible.I had been careful.I had not missed

Edrick’s POVIt had been days.Days since I last saw her.Days since I heard her voice.Days since I felt that pull in my chest that only Alina could create.I had gone to the bar more times than I cared to admit. I went under the excuse of a drink. Under the excuse of checking on things. Under the excuse of coincidence.But she was never there.At first they said she was off shift.Then they said she had not come in.Then they said she had stopped coming altogether.Did she resign because of me?Did she finally decide I was not worth the trouble?My jaw tightened at the thought.My spies had reported that she had not left the house on Friday and saturday, and sunday. After that, their updates became uncertain. They said she drove out with Lila one evening, and that they came back. They said the curtains stayed drawn. No movement. No confirmed sightings. They said they haven't seen her since then, and its like she was probably sick. So she was staying in. I tried calling her.The lin