《I'm My Brothers In-law's Obsession 》全部章節：第 141 章 - 第 150 章

Rain"I have been faithful to you for two years, Boss," I whispered. "I’ve done everything you asked. I’ve moved the essence. I endangered my life.I had to drive the moon essence once myself through a storm just to deliver your batch,” I reminded him. “There is just a problem right now. It's the pack, not me."The Boss let out a short, dry laugh. He turned to one of the men standing in the shadows behind him."Can you see the audacity of this midget?" the Boss asked. He pointed at me like I was a circus animal. "Do you see this thing? Reminding me of the sacrifices he thinks he made for me?"He turned back to me, his face turning red with rage. He started vibrating with anger."Do you boys remember that we have just three weeks?" he shouted. He leaned into my face. "Three fucking weeks! In three weeks, you leave this hellhole! In three weeks, we are done here! And you decide to mess up my timeline with silly excuses!?"Silence."The coronation!" he screamed. "It’s happening in three

DebbieI let out a harsh, broken laugh, the sound tearing painfully out of my chest. It echoed in the empty room. "Take me with you? After you practically waited for the destruction of my marriage? After you lied about every single thing? You think I’d go anywhere with people who inject themselves with god-knows-what just to stay alive? You’re disgusting!""Debbie, look at us," Rain pleaded. His eyes were red, filled with a desperate kind of pain. "We are dying in this house. That man... he owns us. We were just trying to survive." For a moment, I paused, my breath catching in my throat. I could feel my hands trembling slightly.That man — he owns us. The word rang again and again in my ears. He owned them, like they were nothing more than property. It made my stomach twist with anger and fear.What did they mean? I mean, I saw it, they didn't have a say over this man. They were like slaves. They looked nothing like the sons of the great alpha of Dark-Hearts, nothing like the proud me

"Dose him again," River said, his voice cold with a hollow, dead desperation. "There’s no more in the vial!" Rain screamed, shaking the empty glass and throwing it against the wall where it shattered into a thousand diamonds. "There’s only the leftovers in the other syringes. The ones from before!" "Then use those! I don't care if it's dirty! Use anything!" River was hysterical now, grabbing Rain by the collar and shaking him. Rain grabbed another syringe, draining every last drop from the small bottles they had in the room, frantically sucking up the dregs. He didn't even clean the skin. He just stabbed. Two doses. Three. The couch was a mess of discarded plastic and blood. "What are you doing?" I asked, horrified, trying to pull Rain's hand back. "You’re going to overdose him!" "There is no other option, Debbie! None! I’d rather have a dead brother than let him suffer like this!" Rain was crying too, his jaw so tight his teeth might break. He grunted. "Rex! Wake up! Wake up, m

Debbie."Exactly," Rain said, jaw clenched. "If a doctor runs a deep scan, or if he needs a blood transfusion, the lie falls apart. Our blood is a mess of chemicals and altered genes. If the pack finds out our blood doesn't truly match the Grand Alpha’s core, we’re dead. Every single one of us. We can't.""We can't afford another test," River added. "We’ve spent two years living a lie, playing the part of the devoted sons. One mistake, one hospital visit, and it could all burn."I sat in silence for a long time. The ticking of the clock on the wall was the only sound in this large room.My life was a lie. The place I thought was home was, in fact, a nest of spies."And me?" I asked, my voice small and hollow. "How does this have to do with me? Why am I in the middle of this?"At that point, I watched Rain look at River. "I’ll leave this one to you, River," he said quietly. "You’re in a better place to say it."River cleared his throat, but he wouldn't look me in the eye. "The Boss wan

Debbie He didn't answer. He seemed too weak to even nod. I reached down and pulled his pants away. When I looked at him, my heart sank further. He was soft. He was completely still. No hardness whatsoever. A total opposite of Rex, who would get hard just by me being close. "Rex," I whispered, tears starting to prick my eyes. "This is a bad idea. Your body isn't even responding. You’re too sick." He didn't respond. His breathing was so shallow I had to lean in to make sure he was still alive. Fuck. This feels wrong. This feels like I’m hurting him. But then I remembered the way he looked when he hit the floor earlier. I remembered the way he gagged blood. he convulsed. I didn't want that happen again. Then, amongst everything, something else snapped inside my brain. I remembered River saying something about him "exploding inside." what would I do if he exploded. Fuck no. I couldn't let that happen. I took the guilt that was lingering in my mind, and tossed it to the dark co