All Chapters of The Valmont Brothers And Their Plus-sized Addition : Chapter 111 - Chapter 120

KAIDORAAs I splashed water on my face, I released a deep breath. A breath I've been holding since the hearing started. I raised my head slowly to the mirror, meeting my reflection. That look in my eyes was still there. It should have scared me, made me question everything I thought I knew about myself, but it didn't. All I felt was anger. Anger and something darker.I had sat there and listened to that woman, watched her tears, and soaked in her lies. If I had not seen the way Damian’s fist shook when we entered the courtroom, I would have believed her. If, on two occasions now, I hadn't seen that empty look in his eyes and helped him come out of that dark place, I would have scorned Damian. She was good. She was so good.As I watched her and listened to her, something stirred in me. Something raised its head, and then all kinds of thoughts flooded my mind. A possessive voice had whispered, “She had him. She touched him. She did all kinds of things to him, and she was still in his

DAMIANWell, that was over. This court won't be seeing me again, and I had a bone to pick with Roman. Because why have something like that and not say anything? Also, a conversation to finish with Kaidora.Fucking hell, that seems like a lot. I just wanted to shut down my brain and not use it for a while, but that was impossible.“Can we go now?” I asked as I approached my companions, and they all stared at me like I had a second head. “What did you say to her?” Elias asked. I could hear Veronica still sobbing behind me like she was being gutted. I just shrugged off his question. “Nothing that will kill her. Now, can we go, please?” “You wanted me to remember you forever. Congratulations, because I fucking will. I will remember you every time I think about people that I wished could die a slow, painful death.”See? That’s what I told her. Those words won't kill her. And it was petty of me, but fuck pettiness. I didn't lie. “We should celebrate,” Kaidora said, smiling. “It’s worth

My eyes slowly moved up to her face… and she was still asleep. And still, I couldn't bring myself to move. Her grip on my hand wasn't firm, and if I just moved backwards, I could be free. But I didn't want to. God, I didn't want to be free. But… What I want doesn't matter anymore. “I… I can't.”I thought since she was still asleep, she wouldn't hear me, but it seems she did, because she squeezed my hand. “Please…”My barely firm resolve crumbled, and I couldn't refuse her. She was asleep, barely conscious, but for the life of me, I couldn't refuse her. I looked up at the ceiling, inhaling a deep breath through my nose, and then I slowly made my way to her bed without wanting her to let go of my hand. I carefully got on top with my shoes still on. Jacket still on. Tie still tight around my neck, but none of that mattered as I lay down beside her. She turned to me, still holding my hand and sighed deeply and she pressed her front to my side. I was completely still, staring up at the

I didn't know what to feel as I stared at the big screen, the news displayed on it. Guilt? Satisfaction? Joy? Anger? I didn't know. I just simply felt… nothing.“I did it,” Roman said from behind me and I turned to him. He stood tall, but his shoulders were tense, a slight tension in his jaw. “I wanted to let it go. Trust me, I did, but after what he did at our father’s funeral? I couldn't."I blinked at him. “Oh. Okay.”His expression shifted from composed to shocked in a second. He took a step towards me, an eyebrow raised. “Okay?”“Just okay after what you said that day?” Elias asked, mirroring Roman’s expression. Damian appeared confused.I looked away from them, down to my hand. “I was angry because it was going to be a weight on my conscience that he went under because of me. I didn't want to be the cause of someone’s misfortune. That’s why it ticked me off the wrong way. But now…” I turned back to the screen where Skylar was being arrested under accusations of embanzzlement and

KAIDORAIt was a snap. Not the loud snap that echoes in your ears, or the kind that gives with a force: it was the kind of snap that just… gave. It felt like a door had been kept closed for too long, and a lot of weight kept being added behind it. The weight was so much that the door just gave up, and when it snaps open, there’s nothing holding back the weight again.That was when I felt it; the rush of his emotions. But I didn't know they were his. I was sitting by the garden, watering a flower, confused as to why my chest suddenly burned, and why I was so scared. Nothing has happened to make me scared and feel this way, so where were these feelings coming from? My entire body was shaking, and I felt this crushing weight in my chest. I felt the panic, and the fear. God, the fear. Years to come I wouldn't be able to wipe the taste of that fear from my tongue.He was so scared. He thought he was going to die, and I could feel him fighting. I could feel him hanging on.My tears wet