Semua Bab SEDUCING MY ELDER BROTHER'S BEST FRIEND : Bab 1 - Bab 10

~Jane’s POV~ ​ Even after he cleared his throat and went into his study, my heart was still running a marathon in my chest. ​Did I imagine it? Was it just the lighting in the room? Or was it real? ​I shook my head hard, trying to clear the fog. No. Relax, Jane. He was Leo’s best friend. He was probably just shocked to see that the little girl he used to know had grown up. He probably still thought of me as a little sister. A very tall, slightly awkward sister. ​I took a deep breath and looked around my new room. It was beautiful. Honestly, it was too nice. A massive bed, soft carpet, and a huge window looking out at the neat garden. But it still felt like a guest room. It didn't feel like home. ​Later that evening, the rich scent of garlic and herbs drifted down the hall. Could Benjamin cook? Of course, he could. The man was infuriatingly perfect. ​I walked into the kitchen, trying to look completely casual. He was standing at the stove, stirring something in a pan with his

~Jane’s POV~ ​I walked back into the living room, completely ignoring the way Victoria raised an eyebrow at me from the couch. She was sipping a glass of water, looking like the undisputed queen of the manor. ​"Have a lovely dinner, Victoria," I said. My voice was sweet, full of faked innocence. ​"Thank you, sweetie," she replied. Her tone was dripping with fake sweetness, though her eyes remained sharp, icy, and tightly fixed on my face. "Make sure to lock the doors behind us. It's a big house for a young girl to be alone in. We wouldn't want anything bad happening to you while Benjamin is busy taking care of me." ​Ten minutes later, Benjamin walked down the stairs. He looked devastatingly handsome in a tailored midnight-blue suit that emphasized his broad shoulders and lean build. His hair was combed back into place, and his expression was completely cool, calm, and collected. ​He offered Victoria his arm. She took it with a triumphant smile, leaning heavily into his side

(Jane’s POV) The luxury sports car tore through the dark, winding roads like a predator hunting in the dead of night. Inside the sleek cabin, the silence was thick, heavy, and suffocating. The only sound was the low, aggressive hum of the engine and the ragged, uneven rhythm of Benjamin’s breathing. I looked out the window, watching the streetlights blur into streaks of brilliant gold against the glass. My heart was fluttering violently against my ribs. The adrenaline from the club was finally starting to cool, leaving behind a raw, electric ache that pooled deep in my stomach. I looked down at my hands, noticing for the first time that they were shaking. I wasn't just thrilled anymore. I was terrified. Not because I thought Benjamin would hurt me, but because I knew I had completely unchained the beast hiding beneath his expensive suits. "Benjamin," I murmured, my voice losing its playful edge, sounding small in the quiet car. "You're driving too fast." His only response wa

(Jane’s POV) The transition from that blinding ecstasy to a paralyzing, ice-cold terror happened in a single heartbeat. Benjamin hurriedly threw his weight to the side, his chest heaving as his bare skin ripped away from mine. The sudden loss of his heat made my damp skin shudder. The air in the room, which had been thick with our combined warmth and the raw trace of our intimacy, suddenly felt completely toxic. Ding-dong! Ding-dong! The doorbell was being pressed continuously now—an angry demand that echoed all the way up the grand staircase. "Benjamin! Open this damn door!" Victoria’s screech pierced through the heavy wood of the master suite downstairs. My mind shattered. Victoria. The one person who was supposed to be miles away enjoying an expensive pavilion dinner. If she walked up those stairs right now and smelled what we had just done—if she saw the condition of this bed, the torn buttons, and my completely ruined makeup—the scandal would tear his perfect life to

(Jane’s POV) The phone in his hand vibrated again, my brother’s name flashed bright against the dark screen. The reckless energy that had carried me through the night dissolved instantly, leaving behind a panic. Benjamin didn't move. He stared at the display, the protective fury that had filled his eyes just a second ago instantly replaced by a calculating focus. He was a man used to managing high-stakes crises, but I could see the rigid tension vibrating through his frame. ​"Don't answer it," I breathed, my hand flying up to grip his forearm. My fingers dug into the fabric of his sleeve, feeling the steel-hard muscle beneath. "Benjamin, please. If he hears your voice right now, he'll know something is wrong." With a swift movement, Benjamin flipped the phone face down, silencing the ring. The suffocating silence of the closet pressed down on us once more. His hands remained clamped onto my shoulders, his large thumbs smoothing over the midnight-blue fabric of his suit jacket w