All Chapters of The Brother I Shouldn’t Want: Chapter 121 - Chapter 130

꧁♡ 𝓣𝓲𝓶♡꧂“It’s about Kagemoto Kazama,” Phil said immediately, his tone stripped of anything playful, his usual cocky ease gone like whatever he came to say didn’t leave room for it. “Sources have it that he’s awake, and he’s already working from behind the scenes. Supply houses have been getting hit.”I didn’t interrupt him, didn’t ask anything yet, I just watched him and listened, trying to follow along without letting it show that this wasn’t something I was used to dealing with.“We figured the next one would be ours,” he added, his gaze steady on mine, not breaking. “Mine and Frank’s. The joint warehouse.”That sat heavy.Not just because of what it meant, but because of how easily he said it, like it was expected, like it was already decided somewhere and we were just catching up to it.I didn’t respond immediately. My fingers tightened slightly around the file I was holding, my thoughts moving faster than I could organize them. This wasn’t my field, wasn’t something I had t

꧁♡ 𝓣𝓲𝓶♡꧂“Did you poison the water you gave me?”Frank’s voice didn’t sound like his. It was low, rough, carrying something sharp underneath that made my chest tighten instantly. There was no confusion in it, no hesitation, just suspicion wrapped in something darker.“Did he send you to kill me?” My breath caught, at that accusation.“No,” I said quickly, my voice coming out uneven as I tried to steady it, trying to make him hear me properly. “No, Frank–”His grip had already loosened from my neck, but the air still felt hard to pull in, like my lungs hadn’t caught up yet. I coughed slightly, taking a step back, my hand instinctively going to my throat as I tried to breathe properly again.For a second, just one second, I saw it.The hesitation and flicker in his eyes, something that looked like fear or confusion even. Like he didn’t fully understand what he was doing or why he was doing it.“Frank…” I said again, softer this time, taking a cautious step toward him, my heart beatin

꧁࿇ Ｅｒｉｃ࿇꧂Laura was practically skipping around the house, her excitement filling every corner like it was too big to contain. She moved from one place to another without settling, touching things absentmindedly, smiling to herself like she was holding onto something that made everything else insignificant. I stood there watching her for a while, not saying anything, not reacting, just… watching.I didn’t know what to do with the information she had dropped on me.Pregnant.The word still didn’t sit right in my head. It felt distant, like something I heard but didn’t fully process, like it belonged to someone else’s life and not mine. At first, I thought she was lying, not completely impossible with Laura, but she didn’t look like she was joking, didn’t look like she was trying to manipulate anything at that moment. She looked… genuinely happy.That was what made it worse.I walked into the bedroom without saying anything to her, needing space, needing something quiet to think prop

꧁♡ 𝓣𝓲𝓶♡꧂“Hey, over here!”I glanced up at the voice the moment I stepped into the bar, my eyes landing on Peter almost immediately. He was seated at one of the tables near the corner, looking completely at ease like this was just another casual meeting and not something that could easily go wrong if the wrong person walked in.It was still early, around noon, so the place wasn’t crowded. Just us, two other men at the far end who looked like they had given up on life and decided to complain about it instead, and the bartender who seemed a little too interested in Peter.I noticed the wink he threw his way as he placed his drink in front of him.“Interesting,” I muttered as I walked over and slid into the chair beside him.Peter rolled his eyes immediately, not even bothering to look at me. “Don’t start.”I smirked slightly but didn’t push it further, settling into my seat and glancing around briefly before focusing on him again.“How’s Frank?” he asked, his tone shifting just enoug

꧁♡ 𝓣𝓲𝓶♡꧂“So I talked with Peter, and we decided to follow your plan.”I didn’t rush the words, just let them sit there as I leaned back into the couch, my eyes on Phil. He was across from me, one arm resting on the armrest, fingers tapping lightly like he was already thinking three steps ahead.Phil didn’t answer immediately. He just watched me for a second, then gave a small nod. “Good,” he said. “I’ll inform my men. Everything will be set before night falls.”There was a short pause.“If anything,” he continued, shifting slightly in his seat, “I suspect Kagemoto Kazama might make a move tomorrow night.”I hummed quietly, processing that. It made sense. Too much had been happening too fast for him to sit back and watch, he wasn’t the type.“Then we should be ready before he is,” I said.Phil’s lips twitched slightly, like he agreed but didn’t feel the need to say it out loud. I leaned forward a little, resting my elbows on my knees. “What about tracing them?” I asked. “If we ca