Todos los capítulos de Forced Marriage with Four Brothers: Capítulo 81 - Capítulo 90

(Owen’s POV)The mansion was eerily silent, except for the faint ticking of the antique clock on the wall. My brothers and I were sitting in the living room, our minds consumed by worry. It was almost 1 AM.I rubbed my hands together, jaw clenched. Ian sat with his arms crossed, staring at the floor, while Ryan leaned forward, resting his elbows on his knees, his thoughts spiraling. Asher exhaled sharply, running a frustrated hand through his hair.And then…The front doors swung open. The loud creak of the heavy wood made our heads snap up.Aurora stood there, drenched from head to toe, water dripping onto the marble floor. Her dress was torn in places, streaked with mud. Blood stained her elbows, arms, and legs. Her hair stuck to her face, and her breathing

(Aurora’s POV)A dull ache pulsed through my body as my eyelids fluttered open. At first, everything felt unfamiliar, the soft sheets, the dim morning light filtering through the curtains, the faint scent of antiseptic in the air. Confusion clouded my mind for a moment, but then, like a flood, the memories of last night crashed into me. The rain. The fear. The exhaustion.I took a shaky breath and tried to move, but pain shot through my limbs, forcing me to stop. My muscles protested every slight motion, a reminder of the ordeal I had endured.As my eyes adjusted, I noticed the figures surrounding me and my breath caught in my throat.On my left, Asher sat against the headboard, his arms crossed, his head tilted slightly to the side as he slept in an awkward sittin

(Author’s POV)The Skylar brothers were sitting in the living room, their faces etched with silent tension. The atmosphere was heavy, their earlier laughter now replaced with an unspoken worry that gnawed at them. Aurora was finally resting upstairs after everything she had been through, but the question burning in their minds remained…who were those men?Owen leaned forward, resting his elbows on his knees, his fingers interlocked. His sharp eyes were fixed on the floor, but it was clear he was deep in thought. “We need to find out who they were. This wasn’t random” Ryan exhaled sharply, leaning back against the couch. “I already had our men check the CCTV footage from that area. It won’t take long to track down any

(Asher’s POV)The morning sunlight filtered through the curtains of Aurora’s room, casting a soft glow across the space. The house was quieter than usual. Ryan had left early for work, Owen was at his office, and Ian had gone to college.That left me at home with Aurora.Aurora was seated comfortably on the bed, her legs tucked beneath her as she flipped through the pages of a novel. The rhythmic turning of pages was the only sound in the room.On the other side, I was sitting in an armchair near the window, my brows furrowed in concentration as I read through a few scripts that had been offered to me. My fingers drummed against the paper, occasionally marking notes on the margins.We didn’t talk much, but t

(Asher’s POV)The grand ballroom of The Royal Crest Hotel buzzed with activity as the crew prepared for the next shot. The lavish chandeliers, the golden embellishments, and the crisp, luxurious atmosphere set the perfect backdrop for my upcoming scene.Dressed in a tailored black suit, I stood near the set, my expression composed, waiting for the director’s cue. The cameras were in place, the lighting adjusted to perfection, and the extras positioned.“Alright, everyone! Ready… and action!”The scene played out smoothly, I delivered my lines flawlessly, my charisma lighting up the screen. After a few takes, the director finally called for a break.I was about to walk towards my team when I sudd