All Chapters of Trapped Between Two Brothers : Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

~ Camelia POV ~I stared at the brown packet shirt Mila had left on the chair and sighed, peeling the soggy fabric away from my skin. The wet material was starting to irritate me, and the lingering smell of soap and dirt from the spill made my nose wrinkle in disgust. I dropped the ruined shirt on the floor with a wet thud and reached behind me to unhook my bra. The foam padding was dripping, heavy with water, so I tossed it onto the pile. Shivering slightly in the cool air of my office, I reached for the new shirt, cursing Miss Janu under my breath for every single thing that had happened today. I was just about to pull the shirt out of its transparent plastic packaging when the door to my office swung open.My heart leaped into my throat. "What the hell?" I shouted, the plastic packet slipping from my fingers and hitting the floor. I turned in a panicked haste, my back to the door as I wrapped my arms tightly over my chest. My mind raced, silently praying it wasn't Luke or some ra

~ Camelia POV ~As soon as the door closed, I took a deep breath and ran my fingers through my hair, trying to calm my racing heart.I looked down at the files stacked on the desk and realized I had to finish reviewing them before leaving.I pulled the first folder closer, forcing my eyes to track the lines of text. I needed to focus and block out the lingering heat of everything that had happened.For the next hour, the only sounds in the room were the rustle of paper and the clicking of my keyboard as I sorted out the sales data. Finally, I closed the last file, shut down my monitor, and grabbed my bag. I gathered my damp clothes and stuffed them into the plastic bag before heading for the door.I was about to step into the elevator when I heard Luke call out to me. I stopped and turned around.He walked toward me with one hand in his pocket. "You should've told me you were leaving. I would've dropped you off.""I didn't want to disturb you," I replied, looking away. "I thought you

~ Asher POV ~ "Oh my God, Asher," the girl moaned loud as I slammed into her from behind. I gripped her hip with one hand, using the other to take a long drag from the cigarette between my fingers. I blew the thick smoke up toward the ceiling before dropping the ash onto the steel plate on the side table.She shifted against me, pulling her short black skirt up around her waist to give me better access. Her fingers dug deep into the mattress, her back arching as she screamed my name again.When she invited me to this party tonight, she knew exactly how it would end. I knew it too. I needed a distraction—something, anything—to take Camelia out of my head. She had been stuck in my thoughts all day, and I figured a quick, reckless escape in a dark bedroom might do the trick.The muffled, heavy bass from the speakers downstairs thudded through the floorboards, matching the hard rhythm of my hips. It was a good vibe. I leaned down, my chest pressing against her bare back as I drove into h

~ Camelia POV ~"Camelia, do you plan on sleeping all day?"Becca's voice cut through my sleep. I groaned reaching across the nightstand for my phone. My head hurt, and my eyes were barely open. But the second I saw the time flashing on the screen, I jumped out of bed."Shit," I muttered as I rushed to the bedroom door and pulled it open.Becca walking, smoothing her skirt before she sat on the bed. "Jeez, you're already late. I've been trying to wake you up for a while. I was starting to worry something happened to you, especially since you've been acting strange since we got back from that party.""Thanks for waking me," I called over my shoulder.I changed out of my pajamas and rushed into the bathroom. I took the fastest shower I could manage, but when I stepped out, the clock on the wall told me I only had a few minutes left before I was in serious trouble.I hurried into the walk-in closet and grabbed the first work dress that looked presentable."Aren't you late too?" I called

~ Asher POV ~My gaze lingered on the cigarette in my hand before I lit it, bringing it to my lips to take a long, deep drag.As the heat hit my lungs, my mind immediately spun back to last night at the party. I could still see the exact way Camelia stood in the crack of that door, watching me. She had looked completely frozen, completely lost in what was happening right in front of her.The memory made a dark smile spread across my face. I puffed the smoke out, watching it form a small gray ring in the quiet office air. It was obvious she was losing her mind this morning wondering how the hell I knew where she lived. If only she knew I had followed her home that night, staying a few blocks back, and watched her walk safely into her building. I took one last drag from the cigarette before stubbing it out in the tray on my desk. Standing up from my leather chair, I walked over to the floor-to-ceiling window and looked down at the parking lot. Luke’s car was back, parked right next to