All Chapters of The Valmont Brothers And Their Plus-sized Addition : Chapter 121 - Chapter 130

ELIASShe was avoiding me. Fuck, that hurts more than words can describe. I had been… been… Fuck, I didnt know, but I had been something! I had felt a pulse, a tug, a… bond, and I thought: “Phew, thank God. I knew she wasn't just any woman, so this is what she is to me.”Sure, it wasn't confirmed. Sure, it was just hopes and a plea sent up to whoever out there listening. But what else would you call it? What other word but ‘mate’ was fit to describe this feeling? I felt like it was a tug to my very soul. It was aware of her. It was like an arrow that was always pointing to her.I’ve asked, “Why now?” more time than I could count, but I haven't gotten a single answer back. Why did the bond manifest now? We’ve been together for close to two months. We’ve been intimate in every way possible, so why now? Did my near death experience trigger it somehow? Was that it? Was she… was she going to reject it? As soon as that thought entered my head, a harsh cold racked my body.“Those wrin

Roman’s eyes were intense in the way Roman’s eyes have always been intense, but this time, the intensity had a different tone to it. Like he’s… he’s given up.“No,” he answered, his voice rough, his throat working as he swallowed. “But Elias is the right one for you. Out of the three of us, he’s perfect for you.”“You can be perfect for me as well,” I said, almost shouting. The bond tugged again, and I wanted to scream. I wanted to cry. I want to be held. “You both can. All three of you can!”He shook his head, that look in his eyes making me grit my teeth. “You know I can't be.”“Why? Because you’re different? Because you have emotions like every other normal person has?”His jaw was clenched. “They are not just emo–”“Yes, they are! They are just emotions and voices! Emotions and voices that you’re letting lead your life. You’re giving them more power than you should.” I didn't know when I moved and grabbed the collars of his shirt, my fists shaking, and his eyes widened. “You’re th

KAIDORA“So…”“So.”“The last bond.”“Yes, the last bond.”“How are you so sure that there’s a last bond?”“I’m sure there is, Damian!”He hummed. Damian and I were in my room, sitting cross-legged on my bed, facing each other. The other two had decided to give us time and space to figure this out. There was no rush. We had all the time in the world, but… with every minute the last piece was missing to complete the bond, I felt this growing emptiness. It felt like the bond was all or nothing. So we needed the last one.“Intense emotions triggered both bonds,” I said. “So it should be the same for the last bond, too.”“So what do you want me to do? Cry?”“If it'll trigger the bond, then yes!” He shook his head. “I doubt there’s any drop of liquid in these eyes.”I sighed as I dropped down on the bed, staring up at the ceiling with my hands folded on my stomach. Damian lay on his side beside me, propping himself up with his elbow. I turned my head, and our eyes met.“We’ll figure it

KAIDORABefore I could blink, Damian had me on my back, while he was on top of me, his dick still in me, one of my legs raised. He held himself up with his elbow on the bed, his other hand caressing my raised leg, leaving goosebumps on its trail.His eyes were soft and tender on mine. Mine that were filled with tears that spilled sideways. “I’m proud of you,” he whispered in that shaky voice that uncurled something in my chest, pulling back slowly and then back in. I gasped as he filled me, gripping the sheets until I almost ripped them, my back arching off the bed. I couldn't look away from his eyes even as mine fought to close. I kept looking into those blue eyes that had been cold once, but were now filled with nothing but overwhelming love. “I’m so goddamn proud of you.”“Damian…” I breathed as the tears flowed harder. He thrust slowly, but deep, hitting all the right places and making my breath hitch. The next words he whispered shook his voice so hard that he sounded broken.

The address my mother sent me was a restaurant, but it was the really expensive kind—the one with private rooms and soundproof walls. When I got there, I didn't even say my name before a waiter with a professional smile came to lead me to where she was.I opened the door to one of the private rooms, and there she was, with her back turned to me. She didn't bother to turn when I got in, and I don't know why I even bothered to think she might turn her head. I walked to the seat opposite her without a word, sitting slowly on it, and that was when her eyes followed me. We sat in silence, staring at each other, a table separating us before she smiled, tilting her head. “Aren't you going to act like you missed me?”I raised an eyebrow. “Shouldn't the act be a two-person thing?”Her lips twitched. “True that.”“So?” I pressed when she stayed silent. “What do you need me for?”She picked up a napkin and placed it on her lap, picking up the cutlery. “Let’s eat first. No need to be so impatien