All Chapters of Craving the Wrong Brother: Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

IsabelI remained in the same spot on the couch. My knees were pulled to my chest while I rocked back and forth staring blankly at the wall.It was all a plan carefully crafted by Scott. When Desmond drove off, he walked up to me with fake concern.“He couldn't even wait to hear you out?” There was a jab in his tone, and I did not hesitate to smack him hard across the face.“And what did you stand to gain from doing that?” “I would have at least heard you out, Desmond doesn't care for you like you think he does. He is just with you to get back at me! He knows that if he keeps you to himself, he would win.”My body trembled and I wanted to smack him again, but he caught my hand right on time.“Can't you see? Are you blind?”“What are you talking about?!”“He's keeping you for the sake of the inheritance!”The world spinned before my eyes and if not for his hold on me, I would have tumbled to the ground as I momentarily lost my footing.“If he keeps you from me, the inheritance would g

Isabel “Ma'am, where are you headed to?”I snapped out of my thoughts and through the center mirror, I looked at the taxi driver, who had been carrying me around for the past hour, but I still had no response for him.For the past hour, I'd just been lost in thought trying to make sense of my reality, but it was so sad it became amusing.The worst part of it all, I still had no money with me. Living so comfortably with Desmond made me forget that I was still struggling to stand on my feet. Heck, I stopped checking to see if any of the jobs I applied for reached out to me.“Ma'am?”Resigning to my fate, I asked him to drop me off at any motel nearby. In a few minutes, he packed and I booked a room. I didn't need to get told that this was already a safety hazard for me, but at least, no one was lying to my face here.I recalled the image from earlier and it felt like I couldn't breathe all over again. I dropped to the floor and buried my face in my knees. The tears I swore wouldn't com

EuniceI couldn't stop going through the papers Desmond dumped in my home a couple of days ago. He was so close to uncovering anything.The one thing I left for Scott to manage himself, he ended up creating an opportunity for us to be shot in the foot.Picking up my phone, I tried to call her but Scott's call came in instead and I felt a headache coming up. He never calls with good news.“Make it quick.”“Hello to you, mother.” My brows shot up, he sounded chirpy“What happened?” A long pause followed, and my patience ran thin. “If you are not going to speak, you might as welll…”“She is moving back in.”“What? Who is… Isabel?”“Yes, she's going to be here anytime soon with her things. Everything is finally going according to plan.”The smallest of smiles appeared on my face and I released the breath I'd been holding.“I'll be back home soon. Keep her safe and keep Evelyn out of her way.”“Roger that.”Once the call ended, I took a deep breath. Things seemed to finally be working out

The past week has been the same process every single passing day. I barely step outside my door without Scott or Evelyn or even Eunice being out there as though they've been waiting for me to show the entire time.It was getting suffocating. I was down to just one week, and there was nothing substantial that I had achieved except successfully evading all of Scott's advances..Lying in bed and staring at the ceiling that seemed to be staring back at me, I heard a knock on the door. It was faint, barely audible. I waited a while, and when no other knock came through, I thought I was hearing things.Constantly having someone outside my door was beginning to mess with my head.But then, I heard it again. A very faint knock. This time around, I walked to my door and jerked it open.Raymond Blackwell, Desmond's, and Scott's dad stood there staring at me with empty eyes. I was taken aback at first, but then I mustered a smile. He must have wandered off.“HI, you…” with shaky hands, he stretc

A sense of nostalgia hit me the second we dropped in Germany.. My throat closed up, and I forced myself to swallow past the lump that had formed. The last time I was here, my parents were still alive, and now that memory seemed so far away, it felt like there was a gap in my memories. The sheer possibility that I'd forgotten where my grandmother lived was also a jarring reminder of how long it's been.“We don't have to go visit her right away,” Desmond said softly beside me, and I released a breath I didn't realize I was holding.“That'd be nice.”I tuned him out afterwards, and soon, I fell asleep in the car, hoping I would wake up the second the car stopped moving. I didn't.The smell of wood and chocolate engulfed my nose completely, and warmth seeped through my skin, pulling me even deeper to sleep, but I forced my eyes to pry open. Desmond's chest and his sharp jawline were the first things I saw when I opened my eyes.“I can walk.” I said, even though I showed no efforts to es