All Chapters of TANGLED BETWEEN BROTHERS : Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

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Chapter Twenty-One

Nicole's POV The rain was relentless, drumming against the car roof.He slowed the car, pulling to the side. “The rain’s getting heavier,” he said casually, though I caught the slight smirk tugging at his lips. “Might be safer to pause for a bit.”I frowned, glancing at the wipers. “Uh… okay?”He killed the engine, and the car fell into a quiet bubble of sound, rain pattering all around. I shifted in my seat, suddenly hyper-aware of him. Adrian’s gaze flicked toward me, steady, intense, and something in it made my stomach twist.“Nicole…” he began, voice low, cautious. The way he said my name sent a jolt through me. I swallowed, unsure whether to look away or lean in.“I—” I started, but he cut me off, leaning closer, closing the space between us. His hand brushed mine, fingers lingering, light but deliberate. My pulse spiked, heat rushing through me, and I found my breath catching.And then his lips were on mine. Soft at first but it became insistent, demanding in a way that left me

Chapter Twenty-Two

Liam’s POVI knew l shouldn’t have gone. The place was elegant, had glass walls, soft golden lights, the kind of restaurant designed to make everything feel intentional.Nothing about this restaurant was giving the vibe of a meeting discussion. But the board had accepted the deal and Anna had insisted on seeing me personally before. Just business, I told myself as I stepped inside.She was already there.Anna always knew how to make an entrance even without trying. She sat by the window, her legs crossed, she was dressed in a way that was polished but unmistakably deliberate. She wore a sleek deep red gown that hugged her silhouette perfectly, the kind that demanded attention without saying a word. Her hair fell in soft waves over her shoulders. When she looked up and saw me, her lips curved into a slow smile.“Liam,” she said softly, standing to greet me. “You look good.”So did she. And I hated that my mind acknowledged it before my conscience could object. “Let’s get this over wit

Chapter Twenty-Three

Nicole’s POVI checked the time but Liam was still not back, I felt myself choked up with guilt concerning what happened earlier, I tried not to overthink it.I stood by the window, watching the sky darken into the evening. Liam was busy. He had said that himself. Work ran late sometimes, especially now. I understood that but still… something felt off.I picked up my phone, thumb hovering over his name as l pressed call.It rang twice and went straight to voicemail.I frowned, pulling the phone away from my ear to check the screen, as if it might explain itself. I tried again but still it went to voicemail.My chest tightened just a little. Maybe his phone’s on silent, I told myself.I paced slowly across the room, bare feet brushing against the rug, my thoughts refusing to settle. Outside, the rain had returned in a light drizzle, tapping against the glass in a way that made the house feel too quiet.I called again but still nothing. I exhaled sharply, rubbing my arms as unease crept

Chapter Twenty-four

Adrian’s POV I heard her before I saw her. Light footsteps on the stairs. Unhurried, but sounding tense. When I stepped into the hallway, she was already there, moving past me with her gaze fixed straight ahead. No greeting. No hesitation. Like I was invisible. Good, that was safer. Still, the dismissal stung more than I expected. She smelled faintly of soap and something soft, familiar now. Her hair was pulled back, her clothes simple. No effort. Although she looked stressed out and tired I wanted to apologize to her but then I changed my mind. I let her pass without a word, watching her descend the stairs. I stayed where I was for a moment, listening to the house settle. Then the sound of her voice drifted up from the kitchen. “Did Liam come home last night?” The question tightened something in my chest. I closed my eyes briefly. Of course he hadn’t, he had been with Anna. I went downstairs a few minutes later, careful not to intrude. She stood near the counter, a glass

Chapter Twenty-Five

Nicole’s POVI couldn’t stay in that house another minute. The silence was too loud. Every corner felt heavy with things unsaid, questions unanswered. So I grabbed my bag, slipped on my shoes, and left without telling anyone where I was going, although the housekeeper saw me. Zara’s place was close, and it was still too early for her to be at work. I needed her noise, her warmth, her honesty.The cab dropped me off just as the sun fully rose. I didn’t bother knocking. Zara had given me a spare key months ago, insisting I use it anytime I needed her. Anytime, she’d said. This counted. I unlocked the door quietly and stepped in.But I froze the moment I looked around. Clothes were scattered across the living room like casualties of a war, jacket on the chair, shoes kicked off near the couch, Zara’s dress hanging halfway off the armrest. My brain barely had time to process it before I looked up.Zara was on the couch, so also was the man. Very naked infact. I was very sure that this gu

Chapter Twenty-Six

Nicole’s POVI stayed quiet for a while after that, letting the comfort sink in. Zara didn’t rush me. She never did. She just sat there with me, thumb brushing absent circles over the back of my hand like she was anchoring me to the moment.Eventually, I straightened, wiping my face and taking a steady breath. “I don’t want to go back there today,” I said.Zara looked at me carefully. “The house?”I nodded. “Not yet. I just… I need to be around someone who feels normal. Somewhere that doesn’t feel like I’m constantly holding my breath.”She tilted her head. “So what are you thinking?”I hesitated for half a second, then said it. “I want to come to work with you.”Her eyebrows lifted. “Work-work?”“Yes,” I replied quickly, before I could overthink it. “I don’t want to sit alone and spiral. I don’t even care what I do. I’ll help you set up, run errands, carry things—anything. I just don’t want to be stuck in my head.”Zara studied my face, like she was checking whether this was impulse

Chapter Twenty-Seven

Nicole’s POVZara’s workplace was busy, music playing low in the background as her workers moved around, arranging things and checking lists. I sat on a stool near the counter, watching Zara pace back and forth with her phone in hand.Zara suddenly stopped and turned to me. “Okay. Enough.”I blinked. “Enough of what?”“Enough of that face,” Zara said, pointing at me. “You’ve been quiet since morning.”I looked away. “It’s nothing.”Zara scoffed. “Nicole, please. I know you too well.” She dropped her phone on the table and crossed her arms. “What happened between you and Adrian?”My heart skipped. “Why would you ask that?”Zara raised an eyebrow. “Because I can and I'm curious.”I hesitated, my fingers tightening around my clothes. “It was just… awkward.”“Awkward how?” Zara pressed, stepping closer.I sighed. “There was a moment. That’s all.”Zara’s eyes widened. “A moment moment?”“Zara!” l hissed, glancing around.Zara grinned.I rubbed her forehead. “We kissed and his hands went un

Chapter Twenty-Eight

Anna stepped into the house with a bright smile. “Good morning family.” She echoed loudly.“And where the hell have you been?” Her father cut her off.“Relax Dad, I have good news for us.” She chuckled.“What could that be?” Her mother interjected.Anna sat with her legs crossed elegantly, the corner of her mouth curved in a satisfied smile as she placed her phone on the glass table. The room smelled faintly of expensive perfume and freshly brewed coffee.“It’s done,” she said calmly.Her father looked up, his sharp eyes narrowing slightly. “Done how?”“The partnership,” Anna replied, leaning back against the couch. “They accepted it. The board approved it.”There was a brief pause. Then her father set the document that was on his lap aside, folding his hands. “Accepted doesn’t mean secured. Who negotiated on their end?”“Liam,” she said smoothly. “Just like we planned.”Her mother, seated beside her, straightened immediately. “I knew it,” she said with a pleased hum. “I told you she

Chapter Twenty-Nine

Nicole’s POVI was bent over one of Zara’s tables, trying to arrange sample cards by color when I felt a familiar presence.That strange feeling… like someone was watching me.I lifted my head and froze.Liam stood just a few steps inside the office, hands in his pockets, eyes already locked on me. For a second, my brain refused to catch up. I honestly thought I was imagining him. I didn't expect him to come here, although I purposely ignored his calls and messages.“Liam?” My voice slipped out before I could stop it.Relief flashed across his face, quick and raw, before he masked it with a small smile. “Hi.”Before I could say anything else, Zara appeared beside me like a storm. “Oh no,” she said sharply, stepping in front of me. “You.”Liam blinked. “Zara—”“Don’t ‘Zara’ me,” she snapped, folding her arms. “If you’re here to mess with her head, you can turn around right now.”I reached for her arm. “Zara—”She ignored me completely. “Do you have any idea what she’s been dealing with

Chapter Thirty

Adrian’s POV The house was too quiet when I got back.Not the peaceful kind of quiet, the kind that made every sound louder in your head. I loosened my tie, then pulled it off completely, tossing it onto the console table without caring where it landed. My jacket followed. The silence pressed harder on my chest the farther I walked in. Clearly no one was home.I checked the living room first. Empty. The kitchen—clean, untouched. Upstairs? Same story. Every room looked perfect, neat, and lifeless. It irritated me more than I expected.I stood in the middle of the hallway, hands on my hips.For a second, I considered staying, pouring a drink and sitting with whatever mood had followed me home like a shadow but the thought made my skin crawl.I grabbed my phone instead. “Ethan,” I said the moment he answered, not bothering with greetings. “Get dressed.”There was a pause. Then a sigh. “That bad?”“I will be outside your apartment in ten minutes.” “You didn’t even ask—”“I’m not askin

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