All Chapters of Dangerous Cravings: Sinfully Tangled With My Stepbrother : Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

“Plans changed.”The words lingered longer than they should have.I stared at him, my head still slightly heavy from the alcohol, trying to process how casually he said it—like coming back early meant nothing, like he didn’t just disrupt everything.“You came back,” I repeated.Lucian didn’t look fazed. “I said that already.”“You were supposed to be gone for a week.”“And yet, I’m here.”I scoffed under my breath, gripping the staircase. Up close like this, everything felt sharper. His presence, his scent, the way he looked at me like he could see straight through whatever I was trying to hide.“Did something happen?” I asked.“No.”“Then why are you back?”His gaze held mine for a second too long before dropping slightly. “Why are you drunk?”“I’m not drunk,” I said in defense.“You can barely stand.”“I can stand,” I muttered, pushing off the railing immediately.That was a bad move because the room tilted slightly. I grabbed the banister again, steadying myself.Lucian stared at

My heart jumped into my mouth.I swallowed hard, forcing my face into something neutral and unbothered.“Don’t be ridiculous.” I scoffed, rolling my eyes. “Why would I be jealous?”Lucian didn’t move, blink or pretend to believe me. His gaze stayed on me, dark and steady, like he was peeling through every layer I was trying to hide behind.“Then why are you angry?” he asked calmly.“I’m not angry.”“You were.”“I said I wasn’t!” I shouted in exasperation.His brow lifted slightly. “You’re still denying it, Ezran.”I let out a sharp breath and pushed against his chest lightly, trying to create some space between us. “Move.”He didn’t even budge. My back was already pressed against the wall and there was nowhere else to go.“You’re overthinking things,” I said, forcing a shrug. “I just don’t like Aveline. That’s all.”“That’s not all.”“It is,” I said, trying to force the words out.His eyes dropped briefly just for a second, then came back to mine.“You don’t react like that with anyo

Gawd! Why did they both suddenly want to leave on a trip?This is suspicious. Definitely suspicious.“So… when are you guys leaving?”“I’ll be leaving tomorrow. The maids are already helping with my luggage,” Jeanne replied.I cast a glance at Charlyn, who was scrolling through something on her tablet.“Oh,” she said, dropping it onto the couch. “Tomorrow morning. The tour starts next week at the Saatchi Gallery, but I have to be in London tomorrow to put things in order. Although, my team is already handling most of that.”Wow. Having so many people at your beck and call must be nice.“Okay,” I mumbled.Lucian didn’t say a word. He only glanced at his wristwatch before turning and walking toward the door.“Lucian.”Charlyn’s voice stopped him just before he stepped out.“Are you free?” she asked gently. “Maybe you could attend one day of the tour?”Lucian didn’t even pause. “No. I’ll ask my accounting officer to wire you some money.”And then he walked out.Charlyn’s face fell. It wa

LUCIAN’S POVFor a moment, I thought the camera feed had malfunctioned. Ezran walked past the last camera in the hallway, and then he was gone.I leaned forward in my chair, eyes narrowing at the screen. The angle didn’t show the entire garden, only the path leading to it.The old rooftops garden. He had found it.I exhaled slowly and pushed the chair back. I stood up and left the study without bothering to turn the monitor off.The house was quiet. My footsteps echoed faintly through the hallway as I stepped outside. The night air was cool, carrying the faint scent of wet earth and roses.The old garden had always been isolated from the rest of the property. Eleanor preferred it that way.I pushed the gate open and it creaked softly.Ezran sat on the stone bench beneath the old oak tree, his back turned toward me. The dim garden lights cast long shadows across the path.For a moment, I said nothing, neither did he. Then he spoke.“You followed me.” His voice wasn’t accusing. It sound

EZRAN’S POVBy the time I got home that evening, my brain felt like it had been running a marathon.Rowan talked a lot. Ideas, jokes, random gaming stories, ridiculous suggestions for the project interface—he had an endless supply of energy that I honestly didn’t know how to deal with. I wasn’t used to people like him. Most people either avoided me or spoke to me only when necessary.Rowan, on the other hand, seemed determined to talk enough for the both of us.I dropped my backpack beside my desk and sank into my chair with a long sigh.The house was quiet. For a moment, I just stared at my laptop screen before finally opening my messaging app.If there was anyone who would know something about Rowan Lyons, it would be Erik.I clicked the video call button. The ringing lasted barely two seconds before Erik’s face appeared on the screen. His hair looked like he had just rolled out of bed and his room behind him was an absolute disaster.“Ezrannnn!” he said loudly. “You’re calling me v