All Chapters of Choices And Desires- 5 Age-Gap MM Forbidden Romances: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

“Keep your eyes on the ledger, Ebu. If you keep glancing toward the door, you’ll miss the very numbers you’re supposed to be scrubbing clean. Why so restless? Is the office air too thin for you, or is the silence of the tower finally starting to grate on your nerves?”“The silence is fine, Ifu. It’s the inconsistency of your ledgers that has me on edge. You talk about transparency, yet every time I trace a wire transfer to the Northern Dominion, it vanishes into a void. I’m an auditor, not a ghost hunter. Tell me why the Adeyemi accounts are being bled dry under your watch.”“You’re looking for a culprit, but you’re only finding a history lesson. Those accounts weren't yours to begin with. They were a holding pattern for debts that were owed long before you arrived in Blackthorn City. You think you’re a victim of a corporate heist, but you’re just a beneficiary of a long-standing arrangement.”“An arrangement? You call my family’s liquidation an arrangement? I’ve seen the signatures o

"I need you to come with me immediately," the massive man says, his voice a low, vibrating rumble that seems to rattle my very bones.I pull back, my heart slamming against my ribs like a trapped bird. "Who the hell are you?"He steps closer, the air around him shifting with the scent of pine and wild, damp earth—a scent that feels ancient and dangerously compelling. "I’m Malik Kane. I’m with the Okoye pack. Ifu sent me to secure you.""Secure me?" I repeat, my voice trembling despite my best efforts to keep it steady. "Is he… is he okay?""He’s handling the situation, Ebu," Malik says, his green eyes locking onto mine with an intensity that makes me feel exposed, as if he can see right through my skin to the terror beneath. "But you’re the priority right now. We don’t have time for a debate."I look at his hand, hovering near my shoulder, and for a reason I can’t explain—a pull in my own blood, a resonance I haven’t felt until now—I nod. "Okay. Let’s go."Malik moves with an unnervin

“Unless the pack counsel conjures a miracle or a fabricated warrant in the next hour, the boys will be released by dusk,” Samir’s voice drifts from the speakerphone, tinny and strained.“You’re telling me they hauled them in, turned their offices into a stage for their own ego, and for what?” Selene’s voice is a whip-crack across the vast, shadowed den. She paces in front of the hearth, her bare feet silent on the ancient stone. “A public performance of power?”“I am confirming that it is nothing but bureaucratic theater,” Samir replies, his tone weary. “They are buying time. Fishing for a fracture they haven't found yet.”“Have you ever seen a tree fight back when you try to fell it?” Selene mutters, her eyes narrowing.A grim chuckle crackles over the connection. “Frequently. Especially when the roots are as deep as the Okoye line.”Selene severs the link with a sharp, “Keep me informed,” and drops into a velvet armchair, her frame coiled like a spring.The tension in the room is a

“Get out of my bed if you are going to stare at me like I am an equation you cannot solve, Ifu,” I muttered, my voice husky and thick from sleep as I pulled the heavy furs up to my bare shoulders.Ifu did not move from his position by the tall, carved window of the Lunar Grace Healing Center. The silver luminescence of Blackthorn City’s twin moons bathed his massive, scarred chest in an ethereal glow, catching the dark ink of his pack marks. “I am not solving an equation, Ebu. I am counting the breaths it takes for your pulse to match mine.”“You are brooding,” I said, shifting slightly on the mattress. The linen scraped against my thighs, still slick and sensitive from the raw, feral intensity of our joining hours before. “You have been doing it since the high shaman left the room.”He turned slowly, his golden Alpha eyes flashing with a possessive heat that made my inner omega whimper in absolute submission. “The shaman confirmed what my wolf already knew. Your scent has mutated, Eb

“Are we still sharing the feast tonight?” I asked quickly before the smoke faded.“The wild boar is already on the spit. Bring your appetite.” She severed the connection, the blue light dying back into the crystal stone.I let my hand drop, staring out through the narrow viewing slit as the stone walls of the lower city rolled past. For a brief moment, the constant morning sickness and the bruising on my shoulders from the alley fight faded into the background.The carriage rolled down into the subterranean levels of the Okoye Moon Dominion Tower. The shadows swallowed us whole, the gray morning light replaced by the steady, warm glow of oil lanterns and fire-runes carved into the granite pillars.Two sentinels met us at the iron gates—one male, one female—their expressions completely unreadable, their postures rigid with martial discipline. I didn't speak to them; I merely climbed down from the carriage, my leather pack slung over one shoulder. They flanked me instantly, leading me u