All Chapters of Desired by the Billionaire Brothers: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

Veronica's POV:“Is everything alright, Veronica?” Theo’s voice startled me.I nearly jumped into my seat, my pulse racing far more than it should.“Yeah… I’m totally fine,” I replied, forcing a smile that didn’t quite make it to my eyes.Because how could it? How could I possibly look him in the eye when I’d kissed his brother — when I was still replaying the warmth of that moment with guiltiness in my chest?Theo tilted his head slightly, studying me the way he did a line of code... quiet, patient, and perceptive. “You don’t seem fine,” he said gently.Before I could protest, he leaned over and closed the tabs on my screen.His clean, cool scent brushed against me, making it hard to focus on anything but the nearness of him. My God! He was smelling so good, I just wanted to hug pull him towards me, and feel him; it all made me feel even more guilt.“Why are you closing that?” I asked.“Because I think I’m overworking you. We have just started this project... I don't want to get you

Veronica's POV:The food on the dinner table looked like something out of a high-end restaurant.There was perfectly roasted chicken with garlic butter glaze, mashed truffle potatoes on the side, and a bowl of fresh Caesar salad sprinkled with just the right amount of Parmesan.And right in the center of it all, stood Max — in his ridiculous chef’s hat, arms crossed, smirking. However, despite the ridiculous attire, he looked devilishly handsome as ever.“Alright, my beautiful guests,” he said, his voice dripping with charisma. “Tonight’s special — Garlic Butter Chicken à la Max. A dish so good, it might just make you fall in love with the chef.”Theo rolled his eyes, sitting down opposite him. “Please. Don’t oversell your talent. We all know why you’re doing this.”Max gasped dramatically, clutching his chest. “Excuse me? I’m doing this out of pure artistic passion, brother. Not everything I do is womenizing… that is just ninety percent of me. Apart from that, I do have ten percent sk

Veronica's POV:I was in the deepest sleep of my life that night... a sleep I needed after the emotional circus Max and Theo had dragged me through at the dinner table.So when my phone rang at 12… then 2… then 4 in the morning, I didn't heat any of it, and slept right through it like a dead woman.By the time I finally woke up at 7, the sunlight pouring through the curtains hit my eyes, and I felt surprisingly refreshed, which was unusual for me... right until I picked up my phone.52 missed calls.All from Penny!“Penny?” I said the moment she answered. “What’s going on? Why this much—”“V,” she cut me off, breathing hard. “Check the links I sent you. Right now.”I didn’t even question it. I opened our chat, clicked on the first link—And my heart stopped.“Manhattan Elite Society Scandals Again: The Whitmore Heiress Caught in a Secret Romance with Two Billionaire Brothers on the Malibu Coast.”“What the actual fuck—?” The gasp tore out of me.For a second, I genuinely wondered if I

Veronica's POV:“That is enough,” my father thundered, his voice slicing through the café like a whip.Every muscle in my body locked. No matter how old I became, his tone still reduced me to that frightened little girl who could never do anything right.“I am tired of your drama, Veronica,” he spat with eyes cold as steel. “If you don’t behave now, I swear I’ll start taking serious action against you.”My mouth opened, but nothing came out. My throat felt stitched shut.And then Chase stepped in, as if he was a perfect gentleman. “Mr. Whitmore,” he said gently, placing a hand on my father’s arm like some saintly mediator. “Please don’t raise your voice at your daughter. She’s just confused. How about we all sit together and talk this through like civilized people?”I stared at him, stunned, at his ability to put on a act.The waiter arrived to take our orders.“Coffee? Latte? Iced tea?” he asked.I couldn’t speak. My stomach churned so violently I thought I would be sick right there.

Veronica's POV:I was curled up like a ball on the bed, staring dazedly at the pillow beside me, too numb to get up and eat dinner… even though I knew Theo and Max were waiting.“Hey… Veronica…” I heard a knock on the door, followed by Theo’s calm voice. “I’m coming in. I figured you must be feeling bad, so I brought your dinner here.”He looked at me with those gentle green eyes full of concern. “Are you going to be okay?”“Yeah… I’m fine,” I murmured, still curled up.Theo let out a soft sigh and sat beside me on the bed, his hand gently patting my hair. The warmth of him so close was calming… and yet, somehow, it made me feel even hotter.“I understand what you’re going through,” he said quietly. “Chase and your dad—those were two important men in your life. It sucks that they’re messing with you like this. Just… ignore them, Veronica. You weren’t able to see their true nature before, but now you’re aware. It’ll get easier.”I blinked at him, fascinated by how sincere he sounded.“Y