All Chapters of Forced Marriage with Four Brothers: Chapter 231 - Chapter 240

(Author’s POV)The sharp sound of Aurora’s hand connecting with Amelia’s cheek still hung in the air, echoing off the walls of the Skylar mansion. The staff froze where they stood, stunned into silence. Amelia’s face was turned to the side, a red mark blossoming on her pale skin, her eyes wide with shock.“Aurora!” Ian’s voice rang out, sharp, shocked.Ian strode toward them quickly, his usual cheerful expression gone, replaced by disbelief and something darker, anger. “Did you just slap her?”Amelia’s lips quivered as though she were holding back sobs. She turned her face slightly, enough for the brothers to see the redness of her cheek. Her eyes shimmered wit

(Author’s POV)The Skylar brothers’ footsteps were quiet but urgent as they moved down the hall, their hearts pounding in unison. When they reached Aurora’s room, the sight that greeted them made their chests tighten painfully.Aurora was sitting on the floor, leaning against the side of the bed, her knees pulled tightly to her chest as though trying to make herself smaller, safer. Her head was bowed, her hair cascading forward like a curtain to hide her tear-streaked face, but the sound of her soft, broken sobs filled the room. It was a sound none of them had ever wanted to hear from her.For a moment, none of them spoke. The brothers, four strong men who ruled boardrooms and commanded respect, were struck silent by the fragility of the woman they cherished most. 

(Author’s POV)Everyone settled down for breakfast but Ian’s chair remained empty. When Aurora asked James about it, his words only deepened her curiosity.“Guard mentioned Ian sir left early this morning, ma’am” James said politely.Aurora blinked in surprise. Ian wasn’t exactly the early riser among the brothers. But she simply nodded, masking her confusion, and continued with her meal.The brothers didn’t press either. Owen leaned over after finishing his coffee and pressed a warm kiss to her forehead before leaving for a meeting. Ryan followed suit not long after, kissing her temple. Asher, the last to leave, cupped her cheek briefly, a charming smile lighting his face as he kissed her softly before rushing out for his shooting schedule.With her college closed for a week, Aurora suddenly found herself with free hours stretching ahead. She sighed, pushed back her chair, and made her way upstairs.The first thing she did was grab her phone and typed quickly.Aurora: Where are you?

(Author’s POV)The drive back to the mansion was quiet, but not in a heavy way. It was the kind of silence that thrummed with unspoken emotions, raw, delicate, and heated all at once. Aurora sat beside Ian, her cheeks still flushed from the kiss on the mountain, her heart refusing to calm down no matter how hard she tried. She could feel his gaze flicker to her every now and then, that mischievous spark dimmed into something softer, warmer, deeper.By the time they arrived, the mansion was cloaked in silence. The grand halls were dark except for the faint glow of a lamp here and there. Everyone had gone to sleep. Aurora and Ian tiptoed up the staircase, their footsteps soft against the carpeted floor, neither saying a word, as though the night itself held its breath, waiting.They reached Aurora’s door and stopped.

(Author’s POV)By late afternoon, Ian and Aurora returned from college. The air of the mansion felt calm and peaceful, the kind of warmth that only came when the family was home. As they stepped inside, their eyes fell on Asher, who was lounging on the couch in the living room, a script in hand, his brows furrowed in concentration.The moment he noticed them, however, his face softened instantly, and a bright, genuine smile curved his lips. Asher set the script aside and stood, his tall frame moving with effortless grace. Without hesitation, he walked straight to Aurora, the fondness in his eyes undeniable.“Welcome back, love” He murmured, and before Aurora could even respond, he leaned down and pressed a gentle kiss to her forehead.Aurora’s lip