Semua Bab The Brother I Shouldn’t Want: Bab 91 - Bab 100

꧁♡ 𝔉𝔯𝔞𝔫𝔨 ♡꧂The meeting was taking longer than it should have, and that alone was already starting to get on my nerves because there was no real reason for it to drag like this when everything that needed to be said had already been discussed before we even sat down. Jacques’ son wasn’t here, which made it worse, because instead of dealing with the person who actually had authority, I was stuck with his right-hand man who kept going back and forth over numbers like we hadn’t already agreed on most of them. The deal was simple, the ports and the warehouses would be handed over to me with a price attached, nothing complicated, nothing that required this much talking, but he kept stretching it, adding unnecessary explanations that didn’t change anything, like he was either stalling or trying to prove a point that didn’t matter.I didn’t interrupt him though, I just let him talk while I watched him, my attention not fully on his words but on everything around us because I’ve been i

꧁♡ 𝓣𝓲𝓶♡꧂Everything was closing in too fast, but I forced my mind to stay clear because panicking wasn’t going to save me, it was only going to kill both of us faster. The car was still speeding, the truck ahead was getting closer, and the two cars at my sides were still there, steady and deliberate, like they were guiding me straight into that collision. I tightened my grip on the steering wheel, my eyes fixed forward as I ran through everything in my head, every possible option, every way out, but there weren’t many, and the ones that existed weren’t safe.“Think Tim, the brake is gone and gear won’t help. So what now? Just sit and die?”I couldn’t keep going like this, I couldn’t just let the car crash into that truck because that would be the end, simple and clean, exactly what whoever planned this wanted. My jaw tightened as I made a decision, one that didn’t give room for hesitation because hesitation would cost too much. I pressed my foot harder against the acceleration a

꧁࿇ Ｅｒｉｃ࿇꧂It was the sound of Laura's voice that woke me up.For a moment, I just lay there, staring at the ceiling, trying to piece together the last thing I remembered, the drive, Tim behind the wheel, the speed, his voice tight and strained saying something about the brakes, then the impact, then nothing.I pushed myself up slowly, wincing slightly as a dull ache ran through my body, but I ignored it because Laura’s voice was still there, louder now, angrier, echoing from the living room like something had gone terribly wrong.“What do you mean you failed!”I frowned slightly, swinging my legs off the bed as I stood up, steadying myself for a second before walking out of the room. Each step felt a little heavier than usual, my body was still not fully recovered, but the tone of her voice made it hard to stay still, and made something in my chest tighten in a way I didn’t understand yet. I stepped into the living room and stopped.She was standing there, phone pressed to her ear, a

꧁♡ 𝔉𝔯𝔞𝔫𝔨 ♡꧂The person who saved us at the port was Jacques’ son, and if not for him, that place would have turned into a graveyard. We were already cornered, already bleeding men, already seconds away from everything going to shit completely, but he came in at the right time and flipped it. With his help, we didn’t just survive, we found the problem.A fucking mole. Someone inside my circle feeding information out like a rat thinking it was clever enough to play both sides.Now I was here, walking into the warehouse where we kept him.My steps were slow, steady, no rush, because I already knew how this was going to end. The moment I stepped in, the smell hit first, blood, sweat, fear, all mixed together, thick enough to sit at the back of your throat. My men were already inside, standing around him, waiting, not touching him anymore because they knew better than to start without me.Good.He was tied to a chair, head hanging low, body barely holding itself up. Bruises everywher

꧁♡ 𝓣𝓲𝓶♡꧂It was around 11 am when I rushed through the hospital doors, already late and not even trying to pretend otherwise. My steps were fast, almost a jog, my bag hanging loosely on my shoulder as I tried to move past people without bumping into anyone. The place was already busy, nurses moving around, patients waiting, the usual noise filling the space, but I wasn’t paying attention to any of that. My mind was already on how much time I had lost and how Sheila was definitely going to start running her mouth the moment she saw me. I could already picture her expression, the way she would look at me from head to toe before asking questions I didn’t feel like answering.I pushed through the entrance, barely slowing down, my eyes fixed ahead as I tried to get to the residency area before anyone stopped me, but just as I was about to pass through the door, I collided with someone.Hard enough to make me pause.“Shit—” I muttered under my breath, stepping back immediately. “I am s