All Chapters of My CEO brother wants me : Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

AUTHOR The lounge was quiet in the way expensive places usually were with low music and dim lights.In the room were seated the country's most talked about men,men who controlled the economy.Lucien sat back in his chair, one arm resting on the leather, the other holding a glass of whiskey loosely.He was wearing a black shirt on black pants, not a single crease out of place. He looked very much like he was in charge.Across from him, Jason was looking at something on his phone, but he didn't really look interested in it. Paul leaned back, relaxed, his wedding band catching the light every time he moved his hand.Fred looked like he had nowhere else to be in the world. He had one arm over the back of his chair, dark glasses on despite the lighting, and a smile playing on his lips.“So should I cancel dinner tomorrow night or bring her along?” He asked, cocking his head a little.Paul snorted, before answering. “That depends,” he said. “Is this the one from last week or the new one?

AVAI told her everything.From the moment I got back. The tension in the house. The dinner. The things Lucien said like I didn’t have a choice in it and the interview.By the time I was done, the room had gone quiet again.Stacy hadn’t interrupted me once which, honestly, said a lot.She just sat there with her brows drawn together, and her lips pressed like she was trying to process everything without reacting too fast.Then she leaned back a little, exhaling.“Okay…” she said slowly.I glanced at her.She looked at me again, this time more directly.“Are you sure he wasn’t drunk?”I blinked. “What?”“I’m serious,” she said, sitting up straight. “Because everything you just said, Ava, that’s not normal. That’s not even slightly okay. So I need to know if maybe he had too much to drink and just...lost it a little.”I shook my head immediately. “No.”Stacy frowned. “You’re sure?”“Yes,” I said, more firmly this time. “Lucien doesn’t lose control like that.”She didn’t look convinced.

AVA A few minutes later, the door opened again. “Let me see what you-” Stella stopped in her steps. I turned from the mirror, just in time to catch the look on her face. “What?” I asked with my brows pulled together. She blinked once, then again. “Ava…” she said slowly, like she was trying to process what she was seeing. “What in the world are you wearing?” I glanced down at myself, confused. “A dress?” She stared at me for another second before dragging a hand down her face. “No,” she said, shaking her head. “No, no, no. There is absolutely no way you’re leaving this house looking like… this.” I folded my arms. “In my defence, I wasn’t told where we were going.” “That’s because I knew you’d do something like this,” she shot back. I raised a brow. “Do something like wear a dress?” “Yes. That dress.” I sighed. “Then maybe you should start by telling me where we’re going.” She straightened immediately, like she’d been waiting for that. “We’re going to

LUCIEN The office was quiet. There was the faint hum of the air conditioning, the ticking of the wall clock and the sound of my fingers on my keypad. A knock came on the door. “Come in.” I said, looking up briefly. Ben stepped in, composed as always, with a cup of coffee in his hand. “Your coffee, sir.” He placed it neatly on the right side of my desk, exactly where I preferred it. “Thank you.” I looked back down after taking a sip. My attention stayed on the screen, scanning through figures and signing off approvals. Ben didn’t leave, I noticed but said nothing. “Sir.” he began. I paused, then continued typing. “Yes, Ben?” “I hope you don’t mind me saying this,” he said, his tone sounding respectful, “but you returned to the office last night, working until this morning and you’re already working through the night again.” I said nothing and somehow, he took that as permission to continue. “You’ve also had coffee twice this evening,” he added. “It may not be ad

AVA"Run along." "There's nothing to see here."Fred and Jason kept saying to the crowd. Some left but curious ones still remained.Stella rushed forward, reaching Drake before he could lose his balance completely. She caught his arm, steadying him as he coughed again. “Easy,” Stella said, patting his back. “Sit down.”Drake let her guide him, his breathing uneven trying to regain himself.“I’m so sorry,” I whispered, the words rushing out of me before I could stop them.Guilt hit me hard. This, all of this, was because of me.Drake looked at me, still dazed. “It’s fi...i” he started, but didn’t finish.The moment the words left his mouth, Lucien's epression darkened even further. Whatever thin thread of control Jason and Fred had managed to hold onto snapped.He tore himself free from their grip.Before anyone could react, his hand closed around mine.“Lucien.” I gasped, but he was already pulling me away.I stumbled forward, barely catching my balance as he dragged me through the