Lahat ng Kabanata ng Secretly Loving My Adoptive Brother: Kabanata 21 - Kabanata 30

JAVIER'S POVAfter stepping out of Camila's room with the lingering panic still spreading through me, I shut myself straight into my own bathroom. I let the cold spray of the shower pour over my entire body, trying hard to think and remember what had actually happened the night before.I was terrified that in my unconscious state last night, I might have said something inappropriate to Camila. Worse still, I feared I might have done something strange and crossed a line with her. Even though I'd found my clothes still fully on my body this morning, the anxiety refused to leave me. What made it worse was that, deep in my heart, I knew all too well that I harboured an overwhelming hidden desire to kiss and touch that girl.“Did these lips… did they really kiss her last night?” I muttered under my breath, touching my own lips as I let out a slow exhale.A dark side of my mind suddenly whispered, provoking my sanity. I would have preferred t

 Camila's POV"Come with me!"I had no choice but to walk quickly, trailing behind Adriana, who strode ahead with unmistakable, lingering irritation. I had no idea at all where she intended to take me today. My mind was clouded with anxiety — was Adriana planning another cruel scheme to frame me again?Thud!I caught her branded handbag swiftly as Adriana suddenly spun around and hurled the luxurious object straight at my chest."Watch over all my things! If even one item goes missing from inside there, it means you stole it!" Adriana threatened, her words heavy with emphasis.I hugged the bag to myself, my brow furrowing. "Why does it have to be me? You have a personal assistant — why doesn't she carry and watch it like usual?" I protested.Adriana halted her haughty stride. She turned, staring at me with an exceedingly sharp gaze while a mocking smile curled at her red lips. She stepped closer, closing the d

 “I didn't take that necklace,” I said softly, once the situation had finally left only Javier and me alone in the corner of the upstairs balcony.Javier didn't answer my defense right away. He stepped closer, then sat down beside me. His gaze stared straight ahead at the wide view of the city from up high. He seemed to know that this quiet spot had always been my most comfortable corner to calm myself.“But the necklace was found inside your bag, Camila.” His voice sounded soft, yet every word that came out carried a weight that pressed heavily against my chest.I turned quickly, staring at the side of his face with a look of disbelief. My chest felt as though it had been struck by a huge stone. Even though we weren't blood siblings, we had lived together under the same roof for more than a decade. Did Javier really not have even a little trust in me? Didn't he understand me at all?“If I really were a thief, I

  The next day, I had made up my mind to have sex with Adriana. I exhaled slowly, staring at my reflection in the mirror—a body that, unfortunately, was constantly haunted by the desire to touch Camila gently yet insistently. And tonight, these hands, this body, would be forced to unite with Adriana’s. “It’s okay—I’m still going to marry her, right? And maybe this way, I can forget my crazy desire for Camila,” I murmured, trying to steady my wavering resolve. I walked purposefully toward the exit. Adriana had asked me to go straight to one of the luxury hotels she’d booked privately. However, just as I stepped out of the room, my steps came to an abrupt halt. I ran into Camila in the hallway. Just inhaling the sweet scent of her body made me reflexively hold my breath. That maddening urge returned—I so desperately wanted to pull her petite bo

Camila’s POVI don’t know why my eyes just won’t cooperate with me tonight—I can’t fall asleep at all. I’ve tried everything. I’ve read a few chapters of a novel, drank a glass of warm milk, and even did some light warm-up exercises in my room to tire my body out.But still, my eyelids are absolutely reluctant to close.As I lay there staring blankly at the ceiling, I suddenly remembered Javier’s collection of horror books. That’s right. A while back, I’d idly picked up one of his scary stories. Since I’m actually a scaredy-cat, every time I read one of those horror stories, I’d immediately be scared out of my wits and end up falling asleep from emotional exhaustion.With a determined stride, I decid