Todos los capítulos de Contractually Yours, Brother: Capítulo 21 - Capítulo 25

Alice POV“Are you really locking me inside this tower again, Sylvester?”“I am keeping you and our three babies alive, Alice,” Sylvester snaps back, his voice tight and heavy as he stares at the security screens on his desk.“You can’t just turn this penthouse into a prison every time something goes wrong!” I yell, my throat aching as my hands clench into tight fists at my sides.“The auction painting was stolen from right under our noses, Alice,” he says, turning to face me with dark, furious eyes. “Whoever took it bypassed a system that cost millions. You are not stepping one foot outside this building without six armed men on your hip.”I wrap my arms around my heavily swollen stomach, feeling the babies kick fiercely against my palms.The theft of the auction painting turns every quiet hour inside the penthouse into a desperate, silent search for answers. Sylvester orders a complete internal investigation, refusing to let me leave the tower without a full security detail surround

Alice POV“Get your hands off me, Sylvester!”“Make me, Alice,” Sylvester growls, his broad shoulders pinning me back against the cold wooden wall of his private study.“You think you can just order me around like one of your corporate employees?” I gasp out, my chest heaving violently as my hands slam flat against his chest.“I am keeping you alive,” he rasps, stepping so close his body completely overlaps mine, his dark eyes burning into my soul. “And if that means locking you in this room with me until Manson is six feet under, then that’s exactly what I’m going to do.”Desire returns with the raw force of something long denied between us. In the middle of tense strategy meetings and heavy security briefings, the air between Alice and Sylvester remains dangerously charged. This late, furious argument about my restricted movements ends with my back pressed hard against the study wall and his mouth just a fraction of a breath from mine. My pregnancy makes full, desperate release phys

Alice POV“I hid another message from Manson, Sylvester,” I say, the confession ripping out of my throat before I can lose my nerve.“When did it come?” Sylvester asks, his dark eyes fixing onto mine with a cold, terrifying stillness.“Yesterday,” I whisper, my hands shaking against my swollen stomach. “He offered to trade the auction painting back for a private meeting with me. I deleted it, retrieved it, and deleted it again.”Alice confessed the second contact from Manson before the sun even rose over the city skyline.Sylvester listened to every single word without the violent, screaming explosion she had fully expected.The heavy, suffocating quiet that followed his lack of rage was infinitely worse than any shouted anger.He did not accuse her of direct betrayal or pull his hand away from her skin; he simply asked why she had kept it hidden from him in the first place.The raw, honest answer—her deep fear of his volatile reaction, her terrifying fear of becoming the ultimate pro