All Chapters of Forced Marriage with Four Brothers: Chapter 371 - Chapter 380

(Aurora’s POV)The evening arrived far too quickly.What had felt like a long, unhurried day suddenly seemed fleeting as the sun dipped below the horizon, painting the sky in hues of orange and fading gold. The Skylar mansion, once filled with the quiet comfort of shared moments, now carried a subtle tension, one that none of us voiced, but all of us felt.I stood near the entrance for a moment before stepping out, my bag already taken care of by the staff. The convoy was ready. Multiple sleek black cars lined up, engines humming softly, waiting.This wasn’t just a simple drop-off. It never was, when it came to me.Ryan took the driver’s seat of the main car, his expression calm but quieter than usual. Asher

(Author’s POV)Aurora was still wrapped in Owen’s arms, her legs comfortably draped on either side of his lap, her fingers lazily playing with the collar of his shirt. Neither of them seemed in any hurry to move.Owen leaned back slightly against the couch, one arm securely around her waist, the other resting along her back. His thumb traced slow, absent-minded circles against her side, as if reassuring himself she was really there.“You know, I still think I’m dreaming” He murmured, his voice low and teasing.“Oh really?” Aurora raised a brow, her lips curving into a playful smile. “Mm” His gaze lingered on her face, soft but mischievous. 

(Author’s POV)Elena’s name lingered in the air, fragile and uncertain.“My name is… Elena”.For a second, she waited for something, anything to change in Owen’s expression. A flicker of recognition, a softening, a sign that she wasn’t just nothing to him but there was none. His gaze remained blank, distant and unaffected.And that hurt more than anything.Elena swallowed, her fingers tightening around the bouquet as she tried to steady herself. Her voice, when she spoke again, was softer now, meeker, stripped of the confidence she had walked in with.“I… I work at the managerial post in your South Korea branch,” She sa

(Author’s POV)After their outing, Aurora and Owen came back. They were both taking the lift to their floor. Other than the two of them, the lift was empty. With a quiet click, the lift doors closed. They were silent for a moment. The space was filled with the soft hum of the lift, but there was more going on beneath it. Something more substantial, charged. Aurora was standing too close to him. Owen's hard, possessive hand was resting on her waist, his thumb delicately grazing her side as though he was unable to stop stroking her. The events of the day lingered between them, the laughter, the closeness, the way they had been wrapped in each other after so long apart but now, in the enclosed space that closeness shifted.Aurora looked up at him. Owen was

(Author’s POV)By the time Aurora returned to Owen’s office, the quiet authority of the space felt almost familiar.The door opened, and the moment Owen looked up, he stood instantly. It didn’t matter that he had been in the middle of reviewing something. The second his eyes landed on her, his attention shifted completely.Aurora noticed and a small smile tugged at her lips as she walked in, the assistant just a step behind her.“We are done with the round, sir” The assistant informed.“Bring some juice” Owen nodded once.“Yes, sir”.The assistant left, closing the door softly behin