All Chapters of TANGLED BETWEEN BROTHERS : Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

Zara stirred her coffee slowly, watching Daniel over the rim of her cup. The cafe was warm, soft music playing in the background. It felt comfortable. “So,” she said, breaking the silence, “grocery store Daniel… what do you actually do when you’re not shopping or trying to impress a lady with your looks and deep voice?”Daniel smiled at her remark. “I’m a business manager.”Her brows lifted. “Ooo. That sounds cool. What company do you work with?”“Only on paper,” he replied. “I was recently put in charge of a department at Ryder Group.”Zara froze for half a second. “Wait. Ryder Ryder?”He nodded. “Yeah. Do you know it?”She leaned back dramatically. “Wow, who doesn't. Okay. So I almost ran into a guy working in a big company with a shopping cart.”“You make it sound like I have a high position. If I don't know you better I would say you are mocking me.” he teased.“I’m glad you know me well enough to know that I won't mock you.” she said, pointing at him. “But you people wear suits

Adrian’s POVMy phone buzzed against the bedside table, dragging me out of a dream I didn’t want to leave. I groaned, as l rolled onto my back, and stared at the ceiling, hoping that the sound would stop if I ignored it but it didn’t.I angrily reached for the phone with half-closed eyes and glanced at the screen.A name I hadn’t seen in a long time lit up.I exhaled slowly. “You’ve got to be kidding me.”I answered anyway. “Do you have any idea what time it is?”Her laugh came through the speaker, bright and unapologetic. “Good morning to you too, Adrian.”I pinched the bridge of my nose. “There better be a really good reason you’re interrupting my sleep, Diana.”“I’m in the city,” Diana said casually, like she was telling me the weather. “Just landed last night.”I sat up a little, sheets sliding down my waist. “And?”“And I thought you’d be happy to hear my voice,” she replied. “You used to be.”I let out a short laugh. “Used to is the key phrase there.”“Oh, don’t pretend you don’

Adrian’s POV“She’s back.”Ethan paused mid-sip, eyes lifting slowly to mine. “Who?”I leaned against my desk, rolling the glass of water between my fingers. “Diana.”That single name did it. His brows knitted together as his expression sharpened with interest. “Diana as in that Diana?”“The one and only,” I said dryly. “Called this morning disrupting my sleep.”Ethan let out a low whistle. “That’s… unexpected.”“Annoying,” I corrected. “She said she’s in the city and wants to see me. Apparently, my sleep schedule offended her.”He smirked. “And?”“And I told her I’d call her later.” I shrugged. “I have enough chaos already.”Before Ethan could respond, the door swung open without a knock.Of course, it was Liam, as usual.He walked in like the office belonged to him, his face was squeezed together. His gaze flicked briefly to Ethan. “Morning,” he said flatly, more like an obligation than a greeting.Ethan nodded back, unfazed. “Morning.”Liam didn’t waste time. He turned to me. “Anna

Adrian’s POVI let my gaze sweep the room. My secretary had already placed the files on the table, I then dismissed her. I took a slow breath, keeping my expression neutral, letting everyone feel the weight of my arrival.My eyes landed on Liam. “I trust you’re both ready to begin?”Anna smiled, tilting her head, clearly not intimidated. Liam, on the other hand, stiffened. I could almost see the gears turning in his mind, calculating how to handle her without giving me an opening.“Of course,” Liam replied, his tone tight but controlled.“We have a lot to cover today,” I began. “But before we dive into specifics, I want to reiterate that this meeting isn’t just about proposals or profits. It’s about strategy, efficiency, and how each party can contribute meaningfully to our objectives.”To me, the meeting room felt smaller than usual. Not because of the space, but because of who was sitting inside it,Anna James who sat across the table, legs crossed neatly, posture relaxed, like she

Nicole's POV By the time I arrived at the wine bureau, the weight of lectures and crowded classrooms still clung to me.I checked my phone for the time as I pushed the glass door open. It was my afternoon shift, my first official day.The familiar scent wrapped around me instantly, warm and comforting. Oak, fruit, something slightly sweet. It calmed my nerves more than I expected it to.“Nicole!” Mia’s voice called out from behind the counter.I turned, instantly smiling. “Hi.”“Just in time,” she said, eyeing my bag. “Done with classes?”“Barely survived them,” I joked, earning a laugh.She handed me an apron and gestured toward the back. “Go ahead and drop your things. Today is light, you will mostly be observing, greeting customers, and helping with a small tasting setup. No pressure.”No pressure, she said, as if my heart wasn’t already doing gymnastics.I tied the apron around my waist, pinned my name tag to my top, and took a deep breath. “You’ve got this.” I said to myself.W