All Chapters of Craving my ex-husband’s twin brother : Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

Aria’s POVMy heart slammed into my chest as my legs buckled. R…Ryan? What is he doing here?He stood just a few feet behind me in the men’s section, the same cold smile I knew too well twisting on his lips.My breath came in ragged pulls as I stared at him.Has he been following me?Has he come here to hurt me or force me to go home with him?No. No. No. I won’t go with him.I turned my back to him quickly, pretending to browse through the clothes on the rack. My fingers fumbled over the hangers, aimless and shaky, but I forced myself to act normal, as if I hadn’t seen him, forcing myself to breathe.I told myself to stay calm. Just keep moving. Don't look back.Keep browsing. Just…keep browsing.But the sound of his voice clipped the air and shattered the pretense.“Remember this shirt?” He stepped closer, too close. “The one you bought me on my birthday after I recovered from my sickness. You wrapped it so carefully and gifted it to me lovingly.” His tone dripped with forced wa

Kian’s POVThe hum of the engine filled the car, steady and low, like the calm before a storm. I sat in silence, my fingers drumming rhythmically against my knee. Not out of boredom, it was out of restrained fury. None of this was a coincidence. It doesn't look simple as it is.First, it was the company’s internal chaos. Then, my construction site collapsed. My own manager—someone I’d trusted with full authority turned out to be a fraud. Now, my workers were lying in hospital beds, and the media was starting to stir. No. This wasn’t just a string of unfortunate events. All these events were pre-planned and deliberate. Someone was pulling strings behind the scenes, and I don’t know who it is yet.But could it be a rival? A buried enemy I’d overlooked? Or one of those smiling faces in boardrooms waiting for the right time to strike? “We’re here, sir,” the driver said, snapping me out of my thoughts. I gave a sharp nod. One of the bodyguards immediately stepped out and opened the

Kian's POV My hands shot out, instinct taking over me as I grabbed her to keep her from falling. But in my haste, my fingers brushed against her bare skin. The towel, barely holding on, slipped free from her chest, falling to the floor in a soft heap. Aria was left completely exposed, her naked body pressed against mine as I caught her. The world seemed to freeze at that moment as we both stared at each other stunned, our eyes widened. My eyes unintentionally dropped below her and the moment I took in the full sight of her, everything inside me short-circuited. My breath caught. My mind went blank as a sharp breath escaped me. She's fully naked. My hands were on her hips, her skin warm and damp from the shower, impossibly soft under my palms and I could feel the heat radiating from her. My fingers trembled, not from shock, but from the sudden, overwhelming desire that surged through me. Her breasts were small and perky, her nipples tight buds that peeked out from the shadow o

Kian’s POVThe tires screeched slightly as I swerved into another lane, my grip on the steering wheel tightening with every thought that stabbed through my mind. My jaw clenched. My brows furrowed. I could feel the frustration crawling under my skin, and then—Bang!I slammed my palm against the steering wheel."Damn it," I muttered, breath hissing through my teeth.How had I let things get this far? How could I forget so easily that I had a brother who would stoop this low? I’d been too relaxed. Too distracted. And that gave Ryan all the space he needed to mess around with Aria. The thought alone made my chest tighten.I need to fix this. I need to know how Ryan found out.I reached for my phone with one hand, dialing Devon.“Arrange a meeting,” I said as soon as he picked up. “Managers and assistant heads. I’ll be there in ten.”“Yes, sir!” came his sharp reply. I ended the call.This had to end. If Ryan had a hand in what was going wrong in the company—if he was even remotely invo

Kian’s POVThe sharp burn in my arm yanked me back to reality as I shoved open the mangled door of my car. I stumbled out, disoriented, coughing hard from the thick smoke curling from the airbag. Blood was already soaking through my sleeve, warm and fast. I winced, grabbing my arm.It was gashed, but not deep enough to be life-threatening.“Thank God,” I muttered under my breath, exhaling sharply. “I’m still alive…”If I hadn’t swerved at the last second…My jaw clenched. That bastard almost killed me.“Ryan!” I growled through gritted teeth, rage igniting in my chest. "You fucking maniac."I turned, eyes locking on the wreck of a car crumpled a few meters ahead. Its front end was completely crushed, steam hissing from the engine. Without hesitation, I stormed over, yanked the car's dented door open with rage boiling beneath my skin, trembling in my hands.Ryan slumped inside, blood trailing from his temple, his lip busted open, chest heaving. His face was a bloody mess—cuts everywhe