Forbidden: Claimed by My Ex's Father and Brother のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 361 - チャプター 370

Joella’s POVI did not move toward the elevator. He was close enough that if I swayed even a little, I would be against him. For a second neither of us moved. Something soft was simmering in the kitchen, and my own breathing sounded too loud in the quiet.Then he stepped back.The loss of his heat felt like a touch of its own. He walked toward the kitchen without looking to see if I would follow, and I did. My heels were too loud on his floor. The folder stayed on the desk behind me, which told me more about the night than I wanted to admit.He took down a glass and poured the wine before I asked. “Here.”I took it because my hands needed something to hold. The stem was cool. “Thanks.”“You can sit,” he said, turning back to the stove. “Or you can stand there and stare. You are already doing the second one.”“I am not staring.”“You are.”I stayed near the counter anyway and watched him check the pan. He moved like the kitchen belonged to him the same way the office did, easy and sure

Joella’s POVThe lobby was too bright. The doorman looked up, and I did not have a face ready for him. I walked fast, heels too loud, bag pressed tight, and the night air outside did not cool me the way I needed it to. The valet brought my car. I took the keys with a hand that was not steady and got in before anyone could ask if I was all right.I panicked as I drove to my apartment.The city moved past the windows in streaks of light, and none of it stuck. I kept seeing two faces in the doorway. A horn sounded behind me at a light I had sat through, and I flinched like I had been caught. By the time I pulled into my building, my hands hurt from how hard I held the wheel.Inside, I locked the door and stood in the dark of my own hallway for a moment, breathing like I had run the whole way up. Then I went straight to the bathroom. I took a long shower, hot enough to sting, like it could cleanse my mind or my life of the mess I had made. Water ran over my face, my neck, the mouth Cavern

Joella’s POVCallum thrust a little deeper, cutting the name off. “Don’t talk. Suck. Let him hear you gag on it.” His hand settled in my hair, not cruel, just holding me there. “Good girl. Just like that. Hollow your cheeks. Fuck, Asteraki, you were made for this.”Cavern curled his fingers and sucked harder. The wet sound of his mouth filled the room I was building around us. “She’s clenching,” he said against my clit. “Greedy little pussy. You want to come already, Ember?”I whimpered around Callum’s cock. Spit slicked my chin. My hips rolled up into Cavern’s mouth, shameless, and he pinned one thigh down and kept going, fingers pumping, tongue circling, then flicking, then sucking again until my legs shook.“Answer him,” Callum said, pulling back just enough for me to gasp. Strings of spit connected my lips to the head of his cock. “Do you want to come?”“Yes. Please. I’m close. Don’t stop.”“Then earn it.” He slid back into my mouth, slower, deeper, groaning when I took him. “Suck

Joella’s POV“The night we kissed was a mistake,” I said. My voice came out cleaner than I felt. “We never should have let it happen. It was unprofessional, and it won’t happen again.”There was a twinge of hurt that flashed in his eyes before it was gone. Quick. Almost nothing. I told myself I had imagined it. Men like him did not get hurt by something someone like me said.He was quiet for a beat. “You kissed me back.”“I know.”“You moaned in my mouth. A sound I cant get out of my fucking head.” His voice stayed even. “And now you want to call it a mistake and go back to Mr. Kingston like it did not happen.”“That’s what I’m saying.”“I’m not agreeing.” He watched me. “You also never told me you knew my brother.”The floor shifted. I had come in ready to bury the kiss, and he had walked straight past it to the thing underneath. My mouth opened and closed. “I don’t—I didn’t—” I took a deep breath and felt it shake on the way out. “It’s complicated.”“I’m all ears, Joella.”My name i

Cavern's POVWatching Joella rush back out of my office brought a tiny smile to my mouth even though my heart squeezed a little tight in my chest. She moved like she had somewhere safer to be, spine straight, heels quick on the floor, and she did not look back once. The door clicked shut behind her and the room felt bigger without her in it. I stayed where I was for a moment, still standing on the wrong side of the desk, the faint trace of her perfume hanging in the air like she had not really left.She wanted nothing to do with me. She had said it in more than one way. The kiss was a mistake. She did not trust men like me. She would rather stay angry than ask a simple question. I understood it now, even if understanding did not make it sit easier. She had walked into this building and seen my face and thought I was the man from the roof who had touched her and then pretended she did not exist. Of course she kept her distance. Of course she snapped and looked through me and treated ev