Todos os capítulos de His brother's obsession: Capítulo 91 - Capítulo 96

{Third person's pov}A gray sky hung over London as Ethan's car rolled to a stop across the street from Riverside Business Centre.It was an ordinary office complex.People hurried in and out carrying briefcases and coffee cups.Nothing about it suggested that it could be connected to the person who had been hunting him.Arthur stood beside him, studying the building through a pair of binoculars."Eighteen offices have access to the underground parking," he said quietly. "Hundreds of employees."Ethan's eyes never left the entrance. "If Evan is here...he won't look like Evan."Arthur nodded. "He'll have prepared for that."The two men entered the lobby separately to avoid drawing attention, the receptionist greeted them with a polite smile. "Good morning. Can I help you?"Arthur produced his identification. "We're following up on an ongoing investigation. We'd like to review visitor records from the past six months."The receptionist hesitated only briefly before nodding."Of course."

The mansion felt different.For the first time in months, Ethan walked through its halls without checking his phone every few minutes.There were no urgent calls, no new threats, no reports waiting on his desk.No reason to wonder whether someone was watching them from across the street.Evan was finally in custody, the case was in the hands of the authorities.And for the first time in a very long time... Ethan could breathe.He entered their bedroom and found Natasha sitting by the window.She was wearing one of his oversized shirts, her hair falling loosely over her shoulders.She looked peaceful, he stood in the doorway for a moment, simply watching her.Natasha eventually noticed him. "What?"He smiled. "Nothing.""You've been staring at me.""I know." She smiled softly. "Come here."He walked toward her and Natasha reached for his hand and pulled him closer.For a few seconds, neither of them spoke and then she whispered, "It's really over, isn't it?"Ethan nodded. "Yes.""No mo

{Third person's pov}Natasha was feeding their three months old daughter when the door opened revealing Ethan.He stepped in quietly, his eyes instantly drawn to the sight of Natasha cradling their daughter, her fingers gently brushing their daughter's cheek as she fed. The late afternoon sunlight spilled over them, painting the scene in warm gold. He leaned against the doorframe, arms crossed, just watching, Natasha glanced up, sensing his presence and smiled. Soon their daughter fell asleep and Natasha placed her in the crib and looked at Ethan who was sitting on the couch."how was your day?" She asked as she walked towards him and sat on his lap.He wrapped an arm around her waist, drawing her close, her weight was familiar and grounding. "Long," he replied gruffly, his fingers tracing mindless patterns against her hip. He shifted, adjusting her on his lap as her arms looped around his neck, her familiar scent surrounding him. It was always like this after a long day, and he