Todos os capítulos de Dating The Wrong Brother: Capítulo 11 - Capítulo 20

Chapter 11 Lana – POV The rest of the dinner passes in a strange mix of calm conversation and quiet tension. Ethan can be surprisingly charming when he wants to be. Which, unfortunately, makes him even more dangerous. He talks about the company’s growth, the challenges of taking over leadership after his father stepped down, and the pressure that comes with running a corporation as powerful as Hale Industries. For a moment, I almost forget that he’s also the man who kissed me like he meant it. The man whose fiancée is probably already suspicious of me. When dessert arrives, I finally glance at my watch. “It’s late,” I say. Ethan leans back in his chair. “Do you have somewhere else to be?” “Yes.” “Where?” “My hotel.” His mouth curves slightly. “That sounds boring.” “I’m not here for entertainment.” “Maybe you should be.” I roll my eyes. “You’re impossible.” “I’ve been called worse.” Eventually we leave the restaurant. The night air is warm as we step outside onto

Chapter 13 Lana – POV By the time evening arrives, I already regret agreeing to dinner with Daniel. Not because Daniel is unpleasant. Quite the opposite. He’s intelligent, charming, and surprisingly easy to talk to. Which only makes the situation worse. Because every time I think about tonight, I remember Ethan’s expression earlier in my office. Cold. Jealous. Possessive. And the way he said those words. I don’t want him touching what’s mine. I shake the thought away as I step out of the elevator at the restaurant Daniel chose. It’s a beautiful place—modern, elegant, with soft lighting and a quiet atmosphere perfect for conversation. Daniel is already waiting at a table near the window. When he sees me, he stands immediately. “Lana,” he says with a warm smile. “Daniel.” “You look amazing tonight.” “Thank you.” He pulls out my chair before sitting across from me. “I promise this isn’t just an excuse to steal you away from work,” he says with a laugh. “I hope not,

Chapter 15 Lana – POV Ethan’s kiss leaves me breathless. The moment stretches longer than it should. Dangerously long. His hand is still at the back of my neck, holding me close as if letting go would be a mistake. Or maybe he simply doesn’t want to. My fingers press against his chest, feeling the steady rhythm of his heartbeat beneath my palm. For a moment the world fades away. Just like the first night. Just like every moment when Ethan gets too close. Then reality rushes back. “Ethan…” I whisper. He doesn’t move. My back is still against the hotel room door. The hallway is quiet. Too quiet. “This is a bad idea,” I say softly. “I know.” “You’re engaged.” “I know.” “Your brother—” His jaw tightens slightly. “I know.” I sigh. “Then why are you still here?” For a moment he doesn’t answer. Instead, he brushes his thumb gently along my cheek. His voice lowers. “Because I can’t seem to stay away from you.” My heart betrays me again by racing faster. “This is

Chapter 17 Lana – POV The moment Selene smiles at us in the hallway, I know something is wrong. Not immediately wrong. But the kind of wrong that slowly unfolds like a trap. She walks toward us with calm, elegant steps, her heels clicking softly against the polished floor. “Good morning,” she says pleasantly. “Selene,” Ethan replies. His voice is neutral. Too neutral. Her gaze shifts briefly to me. “Ms. Vale.” “Good morning.” She studies me for a moment before turning back to Ethan. “I was looking for you.” “What for?” “The board wants to review the quarterly projections.” Ethan nods. “I’ll be there in ten minutes.” Selene’s eyes move between us again. For just a second. But it’s enough to make my stomach tighten. Then she smiles again. “Of course.” She turns and walks away down the hallway. The moment she disappears around the corner, Ethan exhales slowly. “That can’t be good,” I say quietly. “She’s suspicious.” “That’s an understatement.” Ethan looks at

Chapter 19 Lana – POV No one speaks for several seconds. The entire table is frozen in uncomfortable silence. The restaurant around us continues as if nothing happened—people laughing, glasses clinking, music playing softly—but our table feels like the center of a storm. Selene’s gaze moves slowly between Ethan and me. Cold. Calculating. “So,” she says lightly. “This is why you’ve been distracted.” Ethan’s voice is firm. “Selene.” “What?” “This conversation is over.” She laughs softly. “Oh, I don’t think so.” Daniel rubs his forehead again. “Can someone please explain what’s actually happening?” Selene gestures toward Ethan and me. “I think that part is fairly obvious.” Daniel’s eyes shift between us again. Then he exhales. “Alright.” “That’s what I thought.” My stomach twists. “Daniel—” He lifts a hand slightly. “It’s fine.” But his voice sounds different now. Less relaxed. More serious. Selene turns back to Ethan. “How long?” “What?” “How long has t