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CHAPTER 6.
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2026-06-26 02:01:42
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ISLA'S POVThe morning after my sleepless night felt like walking into a battlefield already rigged against me. My eyes burned from exhaustion as I stepped off the private elevator, but I kept my chin high. The tablet in my hands held Dare’s impossible schedule, now slightly less chaotic thanks to my all-nighter. Still, the list of errands attached was designed to humiliate.Dare didn’t even glance up when I entered his office to confirm the day’s agenda. “Dry cleaning first. Then the whiskey. Documents for the Tokyo team by ten. Don’t disappoint me, Harlow.”I swallowed my retort and got to work, immediately.The dry cleaning was ruined before I even reached the office. The Mayfair shop handed me the wrong suit—Serena’s doing, I suspected, when I caught her smirking from the car she’d “borrowed” me for errands. The whiskey bottle slipped from my trembling hands in the lobby, shattering across marble. Wrong documents? I delivered the merger files to the wrong floor, triggering a chain
Between Two Brothers CHAPTER 6.
ISLA'S POVThe air in Dare’s office thickened the second Julian burst through the door. My heart slammed against my ribs as I watched the two cousins face each other. Julian’s face twisted with fury, Dare’s expression carved from ice and arrogance.“Get your hands off her, Dare,” Julian snarled again, stepping closer. His eyes flicked to where Dare still loomed over my chair, one hand braced on the leather back, caging me without touching.Dare didn’t move. A slow, dangerous smile curved his lips. “This is my office, cousin. My company. My employee. You’re the one trespassing.”Julian’s gaze dropped to me, softening with that familiar concern that now felt suffocating. “Isla, come with me. You don’t have to do this. I told you I’d take care of everything.”I stood on shaky legs, the weight of their stares pinning me in place. The impossible schedule on the tablet burned in my mind—meetings that couldn’t possibly be made, errands designed to break me. And behind it all, Mum’s restauran
Between Two Brothers CHAPTER 5.
ISLA'S POV I stood up slowly, the earlier humiliation fueling my own fire. “Working, Julian. Something I desperately needed to do.”He crossed the distance in three long strides, grabbing my arm and pulling me toward a quieter corner near the massive windows overlooking London’s skyline. “I told you I’d take care of you. That I’d protect you from whatever danger Dare represents. You didn’t need to come crawling to him!”“Protect me?” I laughed bitterly, wrenching my arm free. “If you really wanted to help me, Julian, you would have done all that you could to stop Victor from laying me off - instead of dangling security like a prize while I stressed over our bills. All I got were vague warnings and empty promises. You wanted me dependent. Weak and easy to control.”His jaw clenched, a flash of something dark crossing his features—anger, yes, but also panic. “You don’t understand the full picture. Dare isn’t who you think he is. He’ll destroy you.”“And what about you?” I shot back, my
Between Two Brothers CHAPTER 4.
ISLA'S POV I stared at the imposing glass tower of the Blackthorne Group, my stomach twisting into knots. The morning sun glinted off the building like a mocking smile, reminding me exactly where I stood—far below the people inside. Swallowing my pride tasted like ash. Yesterday, after the disaster at the restaurant, I’d gone home ready to burn every bridge. But reality hit harder than Dare’s cruel words. Mum’s health had worsened overnight, and I'm broke. Mom's business hasn't been going smoothly, recently. Mum had taken my hands in hers, her voice soft despite her fatigue. "“Isla, love, pride won’t pay the bills. If Darian is offering a job, take it. For us.”" Thea had been even blunter over the phone. “Girl, you’re drowning. Go to the office. Work for the devil if you have to—just don’t let Julian or Dare own you completely." So here I was. At eight o’clock sharp, like Dare had commanded. The lobby screamed cutting-edge power—marble floors, sleek black accents, and the
Between Two Brothers CHAPTER 3.
ISLA'S POV The ring on my finger felt like ice. I stared down at it, my heart hammering so loudly I was sure everyone could hear it over the low hum of the restaurant. My mouth had opened, the word “yes” balancing on my tongue like a white flag. I was tired of fighting. I was jobless, terrified for my mother’s future, and drowning in the crushing realization that Victor Blackthorne had just thrown me away. Julian offered safety. He offered an escape from the constant, aching ghost of what could have been. But just as I was about to surrender, the wooden doors of our private alcove didn’t just open—the entire illusion of my safe future shattered. Darian Blackthorne walked into the room like he owned the very air we breathed. He was taller than I remembered, his shoulders broader, the boyish vulnerability completely replaced by sharp, ruthless edges. His dark suit was tailored to perfection, emphasizing the cold power radiating from his frame. But it wasn't just his transfor
Between Two Brothers CHAPTER 2.
ISLA'S POVThe morning sun filtered through my bedroom curtains, but I couldn't bring myself to face it.I hadn’t told my mother about losing my job yet. When she had called me early this morning, her voice bright with the bustling sounds of her restaurant kitchen in the background, the truth choked me. Instead, I lied. I told her the company had granted me a sudden, well-deserved free day. She had cheered, insisting I stay in bed and rest.So, I did. I slept in, buried beneath my duvet, trying to outrun the crushing weight of reality. For six years, my identity had been anchored to the Blackthorne Group. Now, I was adrift.By the late afternoon, my phone buzzed on the nightstand. It was Thea."Get out of bed, Harlow," her voice commanded gently the moment I answered. "I’m not letting you wallow in a dark room. Meet me at The Glasshouse restaurant in an hour. No excuses. Let me cheer you up."I sighed, staring at the ceiling, but I knew she was right. Sitting in isolation was only mak
Between Two Brothers CHAPTER 1.
ISLA'S POVThe ticking of the office clock had become the metronome of my despair.Six years. For two thousand, one hundred and ninety days, I had survived in the sleek, glass-and-steel corridors of the Blackthorne Group, fueled entirely by a promise that was slowly turning to ash.In the beginning
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