All Chapters of Under the Mistletoe with my Ex's Brother : Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

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WHERE IS DAMIAN??

Scarlet's Pov I could talk to him. Explain. Tell him I didn't mean what I said. Tell him that Jace loved him and I loved him and tonight was just— I left my bedroom quietly, pulling the door mostly closed behind me so the hallway light wouldn't wake Jace. I went to damian's office first. The door was open but the room was empty. Dark. His bedroom then. I walked down the hallway and pushed open his door. Also empty. That's strange. I was absolutely certain I'd heard the door. The penthouse door had a very specific sound when it closed. Heavy and final. I'd heard it clearly. Maybe he'd gone to the kitchen? I checked— but there was only mlnothing. Just the quiet hum of the refrigerator and the distant sound of traffic from outside. The living room, next... Empty. The lights were all off. Everything exactly as I'd left it hours ago. The study. Also empty. Something cold started forming in my chest. That particular feeling of wrongness when something didn't add up. I was very

CONFESSIONS AND ALCOHOL

Damian's Pov I drove without knowing where I was going at first. I just drove with my windows down, the cold air hitting my face, the city blurring past in streaks of light and shadow. "It's an arrangement." Scarlet's voice kept playing on repeat in my head. Calm. Matter-of-fact. Explaining to her five-year-old son that what we had wasn't about love. "It's not really love." I laughed. Actually laughed out loud in the empty car and it sounded wrong even to me. Six years. I'd spent six years watching her from the sidelines. Attending family dinners I had no interest in just to see her across the table. Sitting through Lucas's endless stories about his perfect wife while I thought about all the ways he didn't deserve her. Watching the light in her eyes dim year by year until there was almost nothing left of the woman I'd first seen. And when she'd finally left him, when she'd finally gotten out, I'd done everything. Paid for her school anonymously. Kept Lucas away. Made sure she w

LOVE ISN'T AN EXCUSE TO TRAUMATIZE CHILDREN

Damian's Pov The girl tilted her head. Listening. "Ten years. Since before she was ever mine. Since my brother brought her home and she sat at our family table trying to take up as little space as possible." I laughed but it came out bitter. "I watched him destroy her for almost a decade. I watched the light go out of her eyes bit by bit. And I did nothing because she was his wife and I had no right." The girl was quiet now, her eyes looking at me intensely, like I was a movie she wanted to binge watch for the rest of her night. It was funny. Here was a woman who was pretty, attentive and very interested in me by the look on her face, but here I was, very uninterested... telling her how much I loved another woman. "And then she left him. And I thought—" I stopped, swallowing heavily, my eyes burning with a strange emotion I had never felt in a long time ever since...."I thought maybe. Finally. Maybe now." "What happened?" "I made it a contract." The words came out harder than I

TWENTY THREE MISSED CALLS

DAMIAN'S POVI woke up to sunlight stabbing through my eyelids and a headache that felt like someone had taken a hammer to the inside of my skull.Everything hurt.My head. My eyes. Even my teeth somehow.I opened my eyes slowly and immediately regretted it because the light was brutal and the ceiling above me was completely unfamiliar, that generic white you only saw in hotels with bland landscape art on the walls and heavy curtains someone had forgotten to close all the way.Where the hell was I?I sat up too carefully, like my head might actually fall off if I moved wrong, and looked around trying to piece together how I'd ended up here because the last clear memory I had was sitting in the private section of Onyx with a bottle of scotch that I'd been working through with single-minded determination.Hotel room. Definitely a hotel room. King bed. Minimalist furniture. Everything beige and inoffensive and completely anonymous.I looked down at myself.Still in yesterday's clothes. P

I THOUGHT YOU NEEDED SOME SPACE

DAMIAN'S POV The blonde from last night. The one I'd rambled to about Scarlet for God knows how long while I worked through that bottle of scotch. "Oh!" Her face lit up with something that looked like amusement mixed with satisfaction. "You're awake finally. You must be well rested now, I guess, pretty boy." She looked me up and down slowly, deliberately. "I guess that woman of your dreams made everything right last night, didn't she? Made you forget all about being sad." She winked. "In bed." I stared at her while my brain tried to catch up. Woman of my dreams? In bed? "What are you talking about?" I managed. But her phone rang before she could answer and she glanced at the screen and her expression changed completely, going from playful to serious in half a second. "Sorry, gotta take this," she said without looking at me again, already answering. "Yeah, I'm here, what— no, I told you already, I can't—" She walked past me into the hotel still talking and I stood there

YOU DON'T NEED TO APOLOGIZE

Scarlet's POV "I'll apologize to Lucas," he said, his voice dropping into something harder. "I'll go now and apologize to Lucas for ever laying my hands on him in front of Jace." I stared at him, dumbfounded. He would really do that? "What? No—" "I'll do whatever it takes," he cut me off, dragging my body even more closer to him. His hands were still on my arms, firm but not hurting. "Whatever you need me to do to fix this." "Damian, stop—" I shook my head, but he wouldn't let me finish talking. "I won't lose you." His eyes locked onto mine and there was something fierce in them that made my breath catch. "I won't lose either of you. So tell me what you need and I'll do it." Was this really Damian? Damian the man whose presence only made every room dark and cold with his ruthless gaze. Damian who never showed compassion to anyone. The sane man who looked like he would rather be fit in the head than reveal his real emition. Was this really him? I looked intently. There was n

SAVANNAH

SCARLET'S POVThe dress Damian had sent to my office that afternoon was perfect.It was deep emerald green, floor length. It was simple but expensive in the way that didn't need to announce itself. I'd stared at it for a full minute when it arrived with a note in his handwriting that said only, "Wear this tonight."And I'd smiled despite myself.Now I stood in front of the bathroom mirror putting in the diamond earrings he'd given me when we signed the partnership papers, the ones I'd tried to refuse because they were too much and he'd looked at me with that particular expression and said they weren't too much, they were exactly right."You look beautiful."I jolted sharply, shocked...and then turned slowly.Damian was leaning against the doorframe in his tuxedo, already perfectly put together, watching me with eyes that were still shadowed from everything that had happened over the past few days but clearer than they'd been yesterday morning.We'd spent the day carefully. Quietly. He

WE'RE RENEWING OUR MARRIAGE

SCARLET'S POV I looked away and refocused on the Senator, but my eyes kept drifting back. There was something different about the way she stood. The way the dress fell. The curve under the silk was small but unmistakable. Was she? No, it can't be. And why was she here? I didn't remember inviting any of them...or else...Lucas! "Excuse me," I said to the Senator, cutting him off mid-sentence. "I need to use the ladies' room." Damian's hand tightened briefly on mine, a question, but I shook my head slightly and he let me go. I moved through the crowd. Savannah was already heading toward the bathroom and I followed. The bathroom was empty when I pushed through the door. Just Savannah standing at the mirror touching up her lipstick. She saw me in the reflection and turned. "Scarlet." Her face lit up. "You look absolutely beautiful. That dress is stunning on you." Wait... her face lit up? She was not scieking at me...or even attempting to throw her bag in my face? Something wa

YOU'RE SO CRUEL, SCARLET

Scarlet's Pov I stood there staring at Savannah's hand resting protectively over her stomach, the small curve of life underneath that pale pink silk, and something in my chest loosened. Relief, I realized. Pure, uncomplicated relief. Because if Savannah was pregnant and they were renewing their vows then maybe Lucas would finally stop. Maybe he'd finally leave me alone and focus on the family he was building with the woman he'd chosen over me years ago. I forced my face into something neutral and turned back to Savannah properly. "Congratulations," I said again, meaning it this time. "Really. I'm happy for you both." Savannah's expression shifted slightly, her smile softening into something that looked almost genuine as she took a step closer to me. Her head tilted in that particular way she'd always done when she wanted to seem sincere, vulnerable, like we were sisters having an intimate moment instead of two women who'd spent years destroying each other. "Are you?" she aske

YOUR WIFE WAS JUST TELLING ME ABOUT YOUR MARRIAGE PLANS, LUCAS

Scarlet POV I didn't turn. I knew he'd been there. I'd known the entire time. He stepped through the bathroom door with that expression on his face. The one I'd seen a thousand times during our marriage. Disappointed. Patient. Like I was a child throwing a tantrum that he needed to manage carefully. He walked straight to Savannah and put his arm around her shaking shoulders, pulling her protectively against his chest, then looked at me like I was something that needed to be handled. "You're being too hard on her," Lucas said, his voice taking on that patronizing tone that used to make me question my own sanity. "She's standing here crying her eyes out trying to apologize and make amends. Trying to be better. To fix things between you. And you won't even soften your heart enough to forgive her. You won't even try to meet her halfway." He shook his head, his arm tightening around Savannah who was pressing her face into his chest now, her shoulders still shaking. Wasn't this

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