All Chapters of No More You: Chapter 111 - Chapter 120

Raven had spent the last few days avoiding Azzmi on purpose.Because every conversation with her lately somehow turned into a fight.But tonight, he was done letting it slide.Jaw tight, irritation simmering under his skin, he stopped in front of her bedroom door and knocked several times.The door swung open fast.And for a second, Raven forgot what he came there to say.Azzmi looked irritated the moment she saw him, but it was her eyes that caught him off guard. Sharp. Direct. Almost hostile.She had never looked at him like that before.She wore an oversized shirt that nearly swallowed her whole, with a towel wrapped lazily around her waist like she’d given up halfway through changing. Damp strands of hair clung to her cheek, but it didn’t look like she’d been showering.It looked more like she’d been trying to survive something.“What do you want?” she asked flatly.That tone instantly dragged his annoyance back.Raven stepped forward slightly. “First of all, watch how you speak t

Raven’s Point of ViewThe last person Raven expected to see at the party was his brother.Romel had made it painfully clear earlier that he had “better things to do,” which meant Raven was completely unprepared when he suddenly appeared inside the VIP section like a problem personally sent to ruin his night.Looking over at Raicko only makes it worse.The bastard looks delighted.“You’re enjoying this way too much,” Raven mutters, already regretting every decision that led to tonight.“How could I not?” Raicko replies with a grin. “You practically built this disaster yourself. I’m honestly impressed.”Raven drags a hand down his face and quickly scans the room for an escape route.No luck.The VIP section is half-empty tonight, which means there’s nowhere to disappear without being noticed immediately.Great.“There you are, big brother!”Romel’s cheerful voice cuts straight through Raven’s remaining peace.His stomach drops instantly.Yeah.He’s screwed.Raven stands before Romel rea

Azzmi doesn’t recognize the man standing beside her table.But she immediately understands the type.Confident.Polished.Dangerously aware of his own charm.He’s handsome in an effortless way, carrying himself with the same quiet confidence Raven does, but the energy feels completely different.Lighter.More playful.Less controlled.“The name’s Melvin,” he says smoothly, flashing an easy smile. “Hope you don’t mind if I join you.”There’s arrogance underneath the charm.Not enough to irritate her.Just enough to make him interesting.Honestly?After dealing with Raven, this is easy work.As Azzmi studies him, her thoughts drift annoyingly back to Raven again.He’s free to do whatever he wants tonight.So technically…so is she.Maybe it’s time she starts acting like it.Azzmi smiles slowly, the warmth of the wine making her movements softer than usual.“I don’t mind at all.”Melvin chuckles as he settles into the seat across from her.“I was honestly holding my breath for a second,”

Just to see how far Zerra would take this strange mood of hers, Raven decided to try something different.“I’ll text you when I get Azzmi home.”He gripped the top of the car door a little harder than necessary to steady himself.The alcohol was definitely winning.“Okay.”Zerra didn't even look up.Her attention remained glued to her phone.Something about that instantly irritated him.Maybe because it wasn't like her.Maybe because tonight had already been too strange.Either way, he wasn't letting it go.Raven stepped away from the car.The movement made the ground tilt slightly beneath him.He ignored it.“If you don't stop looking at that phone, I'm going to break it.”His voice came out sharper than intended.“What's so important that you can't even look at me?”Finally, Zerra lifted her head.A bitter laugh escaped her.Then she took a step backward.“Am I supposed to stand here and watch you take care of your wife?”The coldness in her voice immediately caught his attention.“

Under normal circumstances, Raven probably would have been offended.Tonight?Not even close.Azzmi was drunk.Heartbroken.Half-asleep.And apparently determined to say whatever came into her head.Which made this conversation strangely honest.Maybe too honest.“You really put up with my shit for your dad?”A hint of amusement slipped into his voice.Azzmi didn't hesitate.“Yeah.”Her answer was immediate.Blunt.“Otherwise, I wouldn't even be here.”Raven huffed out a laugh.“You're just an asshole.”“Good to know.”“And you'd be a complete jerk if not for one thing.”That caught his attention.“Oh?”“And what's saving me?”Azzmi sniffled.“The kids.”His eyebrow lifted.“The kids?”“You care about them.”She said it so simply.Like it was obvious.“Even though they're not yours.”For some reason, that hit harder than expected.“You always show up for them.”Her voice softened.“You worry about them.”A pause.“You love them.”Raven looked away.Uncomfortable suddenly.“That's why