All Chapters of Secretly Loving My Adoptive Brother: Chapter 111 - Chapter 120

Camila’s POVI stepped closer to Javier. Earlier, he’d asked me not to look down, not to be afraid. And I did exactly as he said.I walked calmly, my head held high with grace, completely unfazed by the dozens of pairs of eyes fixed on me.When I finally stood beside Javier, he immediately took my hand and held it tightly—as if to show the whole world that I was the only woman he wanted.My gaze met that of the middle-aged woman who had once been my adoptive mother. I couldn’t quite read her expression, as her face still seemed shaken and surprised by my presence.Then, my gaze shifted to the middle-aged man beside her. His expression was the same. Were they both surprised or angry? Considering they were the ones who had once driven me out of the Villarreal family home.And Grandfather… our eyes locked. I could see that his old eyes showed absolutely no sign of surprise. Or had he known all along? I had thought he would show an angry or disapproving expression at my presence, especial

Javier pushed my body onto the hotel bed, but I quickly flipped the positions so I was on top of him.This time, I wasn’t going to just lie there. I wanted to make him suffer—from pleasure.“Honey, you…”I didn’t let him finish. Already on top of him, I immediately silenced his lips with a frantic kiss.This time I wanted to take control, and if possible, I’d play a little rough too.“Can I take control this time?” I whispered right into his ear.Javier didn’t answer; his eyes had already darkened with the haze of passion. Then he gave a slight nod. “Do it… do whatever you want, honey…”I smiled mischievously. Then, carefully, I began to remove, one by one, the clothes clinging to his body. Once everything was off, leaving only his shorts, I climbed back on top of him.I licked Javier’s entire body.His head tilted back as I began to plant kisses and light licks on his neck.“Ah, Camila… essh, sweetheart…” he moaned.I smiled, then my hands paused on his chest, tracing his incredibly

“Javier, enough! Nicolas will come looking for us,” I protested as Javier refused to let go of me.I didn’t know how long we’d been in this hotel room. Maybe two hours, three hours, or even longer.Because we didn’t just do it once. And our session this time was absolutely wild.Javier taught me so many positions—starting with 69, then moving to the sofa, and continuing in the bathroom. We’d done so much.It was as if just once was never enough for him.And I was really worried that Nicolas might suddenly start fussing and looking for me.“Don’t worry, he’s safe with Grandma and Grandpa,” he replied casually, his hand still faithfully caressing my breasts, which had hardened again.My body was actually extremely tired. But every time Javier touched me and stimulated me, my body seemed to react automatically.“But I’m scared… what if he cries?”Javier finally paused for a moment. He reached for his phone on the nightstand; after turning it on and finding the contact, he pressed the sli

Author’s POVThe sound of a small child crying jolted the woman—still wrapped in a blanket—awake, her face contorted with anger. Her sleep had been interrupted by the child crying out her name.“Why won’t you be quiet, huh?!”“I’m sorry… I’m hungry, Mom,” the child whispered fearfully.“You can eat—why are you crying?!”“There’s no food, Mom…”Adriana. Yes, she was Adriana—the woman who had dared to give birth to her child without a husband. But instead of showing affection, Adriana made the child suffer. In fact, the child didn’t look like other kids his age. Her body was extremely thin, with a pair of yellowed eyes—just like a child suffering from a serious illness.Adriana strode over roughly, grabbed a piece of bread that was probably past its prime, and tossed it at the child.“Here, eat this!”The child accepted it with joy. If only he could choose, perhaps he would never have wanted to be born to a mother like Adriana—someone who never loved him, never gave him friends, and nev

Camila’s POV“So I’m going to a new school, Mom?”I nodded slowly at the question. I sat next to Nicolas and helped him pack up all the things his grandparents had given him.“Yes, you’ll start at a new school, make new friends, and meet new teachers.”“Will everyone welcome Nico nicely, Mom?”“Why not? Everyone will welcome Nico nicely as long as Nico is a good boy, okay?”Nicolas’s lips immediately curved upward into a wide smile. “Okay, Mom! Nico will always be a good boy.”“Good boy! Now it’s time for you to go to sleep. It’s late, sweetie. Tomorrow you have to wake up early and head off to your new school.”Nicolas nodded obediently. He had already gone to the bathroom to brush his teeth and even changed into his pajamas. He then climbed into bed, pulled the blanket over himself, and got ready for sleep.“Mom, aren’t you going to stay with Nico while he sleeps?” he asked, looking at me.“Why? Aren’t you a big boy now? Aren’t you a brave boy? Why do you want Mom to stay with you, h