Lahat ng Kabanata ng The Brother boss’s obssession : Kabanata 1 - Kabanata 7

The blueberry muffin was still warm against my palm, the sweet, buttery scent mingling with the crisp morning air. I took a massive bite, closing my eyes in pure bliss as the sweet berries burst on my tongue."Girl, I’m telling you, it’s going to happen today," I said around a mouthful of pastry, pressing my phone tighter against my ear as I navigated the busy sidewalk.On the other end of the line, my best friend, Maya, let out a squeal that nearly ruptured my eardrum. "I know! I just know it! Liam is finally getting the Senior Director position! Oh my god, Chloe, you’re going to be the girlfriend of a Senior Director! We are going out tonight to celebrate. Drinks are on you!"I laughed, a bright, bubbling sound that felt entirely natural. I was practically floating. "Drinks are on me," I agreed happily. I looked down at the white bakery box tucked securely under my arm. Inside were six massive, premium blueberry muffins—Liam’s absolute favorite. I had stopped at his favorite bakery

The glow of my computer monitor was giving me a headache, but the numbers on the spreadsheet were just a blur of meaningless gray text. I stared at the screen, but all I could see was Liam’s sneering face. All I could hear was the echo of his voice, smooth and casual as he dismantled my entire existence. She’s just... heavy. Clumsy. Suffocating. I look at her and I just see blubber. I pressed the heels of my hands against my eyes, trying to physically push the memories back, but they were lodged in my brain like shards of glass. Every time I took a breath, my chest ached. I felt bloated, sick, and entirely hollowed out. "Hey, Chloe, can you print these for me?" I jumped, knocking my pen off the desk. It was Sarah from accounting. I forced a tight, wobbly smile, nodding as I grabbed the files. "Sure. Give me a sec." I walked toward the copy room, my thick thighs rubbing together beneath my emerald dress. The office was unusually quiet, but as I turned the corner near the breakroo

"Adrian!"Liam stood in the doorway, his chest heaving, his tie undone, his hair disheveled. He looked completely unhinged. The polished, arrogant executive was gone, replaced by a desperate, furious boy who had just lost his kingdom.Security was right behind him, looking apologetic. "Mr. Vance, I'm sorry, he slipped past the front desk and ran up the stairs—""Leave us," Adrian said, not even raising his voice. But the quiet authority in his tone made the security guards instantly nod and retreat, closing the glass doors behind them.Liam marched into the room, his eyes wild as they landed on me. I instinctively shrank back into the sofa, but Adrian’s hands on my waist held me firm, anchoring me."You can't do this!" Liam yelled, pointing a shaking finger at his older brother. "You can't fire me! Dad is on the board! He'll have your head! And for what? For her?" He gestured wildly at me, his lip curling in disgust. "She's playing you, Adrian! She's a manipulative, greedy cow! She fa

Take it down."Adrian's voice cut through the room like a blade. "Every post. Every article. Every account pushing that photograph. I want them challenged before sunrise."I stopped outside the conference room. Through the open door, I could see lawyers moving from one call to another. PR executives were gathered around laptops, drafting statements and sending emails with mechanical precision. Adrian stood at the center of it all, his phone in one hand and his sleeves rolled up past his elbows.He looked exhausted. I knew it immediately. His tie was loose, hanging untied around his neck. His hair was slightly disordered, running his hand through it repeatedly. And there was a tension in his face I'd never seen before—the look of someone who hadn't slept, who was running on adrenaline and anger.The entire company was fighting a photograph. A fake photograph. And somehow, I was at the center of it all."Adrian, there are hundreds of reposts already," his head of communications said, he