All Chapters of Craving my ex-husband’s twin brother : Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

Aria’s POVRain poured from the heavens in heavy sheets, soaking through my clothes as I walked aimlessly down the dark street. I wrapped my trembling arms around myself, but the cold still cut through my skin. Tears mixed with rainwater, blurring my vision until I could barely see the road ahead.I didn’t care. I wanted the rain to wash me clean—to strip away the ache in my chest, the betrayal that burned too deep, too numb.The only man I’d ever loved, the only family I had left after my mother’s death, had turned against me. Ryan wasn’t just my husband, he's also the reason my mother died—and yet, he’d still thrown me out like I meant nothing.My throat tightened as memories clawed their way back.I remember the night we argued over something petty, he blocked all my bank accounts, cutting me off completely. Days later, my mom met with a brutal car accident and needed immediate surgery. I knelt before Ryan, begging him for money or to unfreeze my account so I could pay for my mom

Aria’s POVI stood still on the steps of Kian Xavier’s mansion, my hand hovering over the doorbell. The cool morning breeze felt heavy against my skin, and my heart thumped so loudly I was sure anyone could hear it from inside. For hours last night, I replayed Kian’s words in my head—“A contract marriage.”The idea still terrified me. But what other choice did I have? I have to do it.He had paid for my hotel room after the hospital incident, giving me space to think. I’d stared at the ceiling till dawn, weighing every possible outcome. And somehow, every road led back here—to this door, this mansion, this man.Still, my heart whispered doubts.Am I really ready for this?To live with him? Pretend to be his wife?He’s Ryan’s twin brother… What if he turns out like Ryan too?The thought sent a chill down my spine. I took a step back. Maybe I should just leave before it’s too late.But the moment I turned, Ryan’s face flashed in my mind—his rage, his cruelty. I could almost hear his v

Kian's POV“Whatever’s coming... Kian, this is just the beginning. Ava and Ryan won’t make our lives easy.”Her words echoed in my head long after she whispered them. I stood there, unmoving, my hand still clenched from the force I used to shut the door. My heart thudded heavily in my chest, not from fear but from a sobering realization.She was right.I turned to look at her. Aria was still trembling on the floor, her head tucked between her legs, her shoulders shaking from silent sobs. Watching her like that… it did something to me. A twist in my chest, a sharp pang of guilt. I wanted to walk over, pull her into my arms, and tell her everything would be fine. But the truth?Even I am not sure, and I don't believe that everything would be fine.Ava and Ryan… They weren’t going to back off easily. Their reactions tonight had been louder, harsher, and more violent than anything I’d imagined. I'm very sure they'd both be planning something big against Aria and me. I know my twin well, h

Kian's POV "AHHH!" Her scream pierced through the air, sharp and sudden. I jerked back slightly. “Shh, calm down, it’s just me.” I raised my hands quickly, frowning as she whipped around, her chest rising and falling in panic. Aria’s eyes widened as they met mine, her grip slipping on the plate in her hand. I moved without thinking, catching it just in time before it hit the floor. “Careful,” I muttered, holding the plate steady in my hands. “You almost dropped this.” She looked like she’d just seen a ghost. I wasn’t expecting the reaction, but I’d be lying if I said I didn’t find her startled expression… a little amusing. I set the plate back on the counter and gave her a look. “Why are you sneaking around the kitchen? Why didn’t you let the maids cook for you if you were hungry?” She immediately lowered her head, cheeks flushed with guilt. “Actually… hmm… actually, the thing is…” Her voice trailed off awkwardly, and she scratched the back of her neck like a child caug

Aria's POVWhat… What did I just hear?I stood rooted to the ground, blinking.Did she just… offer me money to leave the country?Like…she tried to buy me off?My heart thudded against my chest, not out of fear, but out of fury. My fists clenched at my sides as heat crawled up my neck.What does she think I am? Something she can just buy and toss aside whenever she pleases?"She had definitely lost her mind.I turned slightly, tempted to give her a reply so sharp it would rip her pride to shreds. But then I stopped myself. She wasn’t worth it. She wanted a scene, and I wasn’t about to give her the satisfaction.So I ignored her and began walking away.That’s when she started again.“Ten thousand dollars!” she called behind me, loud enough for people nearby to hear. “No? Fine—fifty thousand! Or maybe one hundred thousand, you’ll like that better!”I froze mid-step.“Five hundred thousand?” she added smugly. “One million?”That was it.I spun on my heel and stormed back to her table. He