All Chapters of Haunted By My Brother’s Bestfriend : Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

Dave Droplets of blood clung to my cock when I pulled out and a stab of possessiveness shot through my chest at the sight. I had just taken Ariana’s virginity, and I was certain I should actually feel bad about it, but I didn't. Do I wish she wasn’t Dax’s sister? Absolutely. Do I wish she wasn’t so younger than me? Yes. But do I regret taking her like this in my bed? No. As I stared at her right now, it felt like she belonged in my bed, like she belonged to me. The sharp, possessive feeling rushing through me right now is unlike anything I’ve ever felt before, which should be unnerving, but because it’s her, it just felt… perfect.But because I knew this couldn’t lead anywhere, I didn’t feel this urge to throw her out of my room and shut down these feelings churning within me. She’ll leave for uni in a few more days, then she’ll meet and fall in love with someone closer to her age and they’ll be very happy together. And that would be good for her, someone as gorgeous and fragil

Ariana I felt numb all over when I woke up the next morning. Compared to how I felt last night before calling my brother, like I didn’t want to leave yet because the thought of leaving Dax had hurt so much… right now, I couldn’t wait to get out of this house and far away from Dax as fast as possible.I moved around like a zombie, taking a quick shower and then getting dressed. The zeal and eagerness I used to think I’d be bustling with on the day I'd leave for uni was nowhere to be found. Right now, I just wanna break down and cry again, but I wasn’t gonna do that. I cried enough last night. This morning, I was gonna keep all my emotions away until I successfully arrived at my dorm in the uni.As I dragged my boxes out of my bedroom, my eyes caught sight of the necklace Dax gave to me the exact day I moved in here. It was so pretty, and made of real diamonds. I adored it so much and promised myself to never part with it, but right now; taking it along with me hurts so much. At

Ariana Arriving in the US left me still feeling numb. I only managed to put on a cherry voice when I spoke to my brother before boarding the plane. I was aware that I should feel on top of the world, it was a big feat to be accepted in Harvard and I managed to be a part of the lucky few, and yet, I felt shattered and crushed on the inside. The urge to break down was still constant and lingering at the back of my mind, but I was determined to not give into that urge, not yet at least.I took the taxi to the school, and I barely remembered the registration process all the way to when I was assigned to a dorm. I was beyond relieved that I wouldn't have to share with a roommate, this means I could cry for as much as I wanted without being judged.In my room, I sat in my new uncomfortable bed, feeling sorry for myself and like I might faint. Walking away from Dax had hurt so much, especially because he didn’t call me back. A part of me had hoped that he’d call me back and then what?

Ariana I laid on the ground, quaking like a leaf and completely unsure of what was left for me. It kept echoing through my mind that Peter truly ran for his life without turning back to check that I was beside him. Did he not care about me at all? The sounds of another series of gunshots echoing through the atmosphere had me flinching and trying but failing to stop my tears. I remained in the same spot, completely unable to move, and saying a silent prayer to the heavens.When people suddenly tore into the restaurant which I was still stuck in, masked people dressed in black, carrying guns and looking very dangerous, I let out an ear splitting scream and attempted to wiggle away from them, a thick amount of terror gripping my entire body tightly. When one of the guys suddenly blocked my way and crouched in front of me, I screamed again, rearing back but he was faster. He gripped my shoulders, not as hard as I expected.“Calm down, ma’am.” He said through his mask but what sane p

Ariana The car ride was tense. Dax wasn’t the one driving this time, which meant he stayed in the back with me. Neither of us spoke, and I was glad about that. I had so many questions to ask, like if he was still together with his girlfriend, but I kept all my questions to myself, reminding myself that none of the questions matters. None of those questions were my business either.When we pulled up in front of the house, a gasp left my throat. The house was so huge and luxurious looking.“You live here?” I asked before I could stop myself and he hummed.“Yeah.” He responded just as the car pulled to a stop. After he stepped out of the car, before I could fully undo my seat belt, he was by my side of the car, pulling the door open and then picking me up again, intently making me feel flustered.“Y- you don’t have to keep doing that, seriously.” I grumbled while my cheeks felt warm.He ignored me this time and only nodded at a man who held the door to the house open for him.“Wel