All Chapters of Desired by the Billionaire Brothers: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

Veronica’s POV:I have given so much to Chase Pemberton over the last three years. He is my fiancé, my childhood friend, and the son of my father’s best friend.Since my teenage years, my father has always spoken highly of the Pemberton family, and like any other elite girl in Manhattan, I hopelessly crushed on Chase.But I didn’t want to be just another girl. I wanted to be the one for Chase.So, I molded myself into everything he liked. For the past three years, I’ve lived with him, cooking his favorite meals, taking care of his needs, and never once letting the maids touch his laundry… I was the one who ironed his clothes. Because I wanted everything to be perfect for him!Because I was going to be his wife soon, And the entire Manhattan knew about it.More than anything, my father, who is usually critical and toxic… was finally proud of me because I was going to marry Chase.That was all I ever wanted in my life: to get my father’s love and validation.I thought my entire life was

Veronica's POV:I assumed the brothers were actually coming toward us… That’s how it looked.But unfortunately, they were immediately surrounded by all the young women in the room. Well, all except for Penny and me… we were just watching them.“They’re the Ashfords,” Penny whispered in my ear. “They are the ‘Billionaire Brothers’... You know, my family’s law firm handles some of their cases.”“Oh… the Ashfords!” I blurted out, finally recalling where I’d heard that name before.The Ashfords were mortal rivals of Chase.I remembered how many times Chase would curse the Ashfords, claiming they had allegedly purchased shares to overthrow his company. And every time he got stressed over it, I would comfort him with hot soup and soft words.Now, I completely cringe at that memory. Wasted effort. On a toxic man.I’m just glad the alcohol is calming my nerves, keeping me from feeling hurt.“You know, the one with tattoos and long dark hair… that’s Maximilian Ashford,” Penny continued. “He’s a

Veronica's POV:The rooftop of my penthouse has always been my sanctuary.Twenty-five floors above the chaos of Manhattan, it's where I used to come to think, to breathe, to escape from whatever was troubling me. Tonight, it feels like the only place left in the world where I can exist without pretending to be okay.I'm sitting on the ledge, my legs dangling over the side, a half-empty bottle of expensive whiskey clutched in my hand. The amber liquid burns as it slides down my throat, but it's a welcome pain... something real and immediate that cuts through the numbness threatening to consume me entirely.From this height, the people walking along the sidewalks appear as tiny and distant as ants from this vantage point, and the streets below resemble intricate patterns of light. Cars move like glowing beetles, their headlights emitting streams of red and white that travel through the city's arteries like blood through veins.Just as my life feels small and irrelevant, the city that o

Veronica's POV:“Well,” I swallowed hard, my throat tight. “Please don’t compare your fathers with mine. At least yours gave you the chance to prove yourselves, even if it came with criticism or pressure. My father doesn’t even give me that much. He just decides everything for me... who I marry, what I do, how I live."My voice cracked at the end, but I didn’t care. I was already feeling like a lost cause... at this point I didn't care what those two men thought of me.Penny sighed softly beside me. “V, maybe you just need a break from all this. Go somewhere peaceful. A retreat in Bali, maybe?”I let out a bitter laugh. “You’re kidding, right? The moment I swipe my card for a plane ticket, my father’s going to know. He tracks everything that I do..."“Then stay with me for a while,” Penny said quickly. “I’ll be busy this week, but at least you’ll have time to clear your head.”Before I could answer, Max’s voice cut through like a blade. “What a stupid plan.”I glared at him. “Excuse me

Veronica's POV: Theo sat quietly beside me, his hand wrapped around mine. He didn’t interrupt or judge me. He just listened... really listened... like every word I said mattered. “I just wanted to feel alive,” I said. “That’s why I went to that party. I thought maybe if I did something reckless, I’d forget everything for a while... Chase, my father, all of it.” The tears had dried, leaving only the ache. “I know I sound stupid right now... I’m such a mess,” I whispered, brushing at my cheeks. “I just don’t understand why it keeps happening to me. Everywhere I go, someone sees me and thinks, ‘what a nice prey... let’s take advantage of her." Theo’s brows furrowed slightly, but he stayed silent, letting me go on. “This is excatly what Chase did to me,” I continued, my voice trembling. “He drugged me, manipulated me.. I had no idea about it for years. And now… again a stranger does something similar... It’s like I can’t escape it this loop. Maybe no matter where I go, people will alw