All Chapters of My Brother's Worst Enemy Craves Me: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

Chapter 31 Skye's POV “W–what did you just say?” “I'm very sure you heard me‚ Skye.” He said‚ staring right at me. My face went hot. So hot that I could feel the blush spreading from my cheeks down to my neck and across my chest. "I—I’m not cute‚" I said quickly‚ shoving the fork into my mouth so I had an excuse not to talk. "I just appreciate good food. That's normal. That's a normal human reaction." "You moaned‚ Skye." "I did not moan." "You absolutely moaned. Over pasta." "It's really good pasta!" I said defensively‚ my face burning so hot that I was surprised the fire alarm hadn't gone off. "Anyone would moan over pasta this good. It doesn't mean anything." He was still watching me with that look on his face. That soft‚ warm‚ almost-smiling look that was doing more damage to my heart than every rough‚ cold‚ ruthless thing he had ever done to my body. "Eat your food‚" he said gently‚ and the gentleness in his voice nearly killed me. I ate. He ate. And for

Chapter 33 Skye’s POV Julia stepped further into the house‚ her heels clicking against the floor‚ and her eyes moved from Thorne to me and then back to Thorne with a fury that could have set the whole place on fire. “So this is why you didn’t come over?” she said‚ her voice shaking with rage. “This is what kept you tonight? This little girl?” Thorne moved forward‚ his voice dropping low. “Julia‚ how did you get the code?” “You think I forgot it? You never changed it‚ Thorne. You never changed anything.” She let out a bitter laugh and pointed straight at me. “Except‚ apparently‚ your taste in women.” “You need to leave‚” Thorne said firmly. “I need to leave?” She stepped closer to him‚ her voice rising higher. “I waited for you‚ Thorne. At my place. For hours. In lingerie. Like a fool. Because you said nothing this morning when I told you to come by eight. You didn’t say no. You didn’t say you weren’t coming. You just let me sit there waiting like an idiot while you wer

Chapter 35 Skye’s POV I had no answer. I had nothing. The tears were falling so fast and so hard that my vision had blurred. "Thirty thousand dollars a month‚" Ethan said‚ and his voice changed. "That's the number on this contract. Thirty thousand." He paused. "That's what I make‚ Skye. That is my exact salary. Down to the dollar. You know how I know that's not a coincidence?" He stepped closer to me and his voice was shaking. "Because he knows too. He did his research. He found out exactly what your brother makes and he put that number on this contract because he knew‚ he KNEW‚ that it would be the one thing you couldn't walk away from. The chance to match your big brother. The chance to prove that your degree was just as valuable as my medical license. He waved that number in your face like bait and you bit. Hook‚ line‚ and every single thing I ever tried to protect you from." "It wasn't like that—" "THEN WHAT WAS IT LIKE?" His voice erupted and he threw the contrac

Chapter 37 Skye's POV "Eat fast. We're going to end this thing." That was the first thing Ethan said to me when I walked into the dining room that morning. No good morning. No how was your night? He was sitting at the table with a plate of toast in front of him and a glass of orange juice and his car keys already next to his elbow like he had planned this whole thing out before I even came downstairs. He was already dressed which meant today was about one thing and one thing only. Thorne. I stood there and looked at him. He didn't look back. He just bit into his toast and chewed and stared straight ahead at nothing like I wasn't even there. I hadn't slept. I had spent the entire night lying on my bed staring at the ceiling replaying his words over and over until they sounded like a riddle. A horrible‚ sick riddle that I didn't have the answer to. It's not what he did to me. It's what he did to you. I sat down across from him. My body felt heavy. My eyes were burning.

Chapter 39 Skye's POV Thorne was standing in front of the door in nothing but a white towel that hung so low on his hips it might as well not have been there at all. Water was still dripping from his hair‚ rolling down his neck‚ sliding across his chest and tracing every hard line of his stomach before disappearing beneath the fabric. He looked fresh out of the shower‚ skin still flushed with heat‚ hair pushed back dark and wet‚ and those pale blue eyes staring at me with confusion because I was standing on his doorstep at seven in the morning looking like I hadn't slept in days. And I hadn't. Every single thing I had planned to say on the ride over just evaporated. Every question‚ every demand‚ every carefully rehearsed confrontation vanished from my brain and got replaced by something hot and desperate and completely irrational that started in my chest and spread downward until it was the only thing left inside me. "Skye?" He frowned and tilted his head slightly. "What a