All Chapters of Forced Marriage with Four Brothers: Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

(Aurora’s POV)The warm hum of polite conversation filled the living room as everyone exchanged pleasantries. I was standing beside Ian, as I tried to navigate the overwhelming atmosphere of formalities and introductions.Just as the air began to settle into something almost comfortable, the sound of heels clicking sharply against the marble floor echoed through the room. Everyone’s attention instinctively turned toward the entrance.A tall, striking woman entered, her presence commanding the room effortlessly. She was dressed in a sleek designer dress, her heels glinting with the signature red soles of luxury. A sparkling watch adorned her wrist, and a small but unmistakably expensive purse hung from her arm. From head to toe, she was the epitome of high fashion.

(Owen’s POV)I leaned back slightly in my chair in the living room, watching the casual conversations flow around me. My mind, however, was elsewhere, clouded by the tension I felt every time Vivienne tried to draw my attention. She had been like this for years, ever since we met at Uncle Nathaniel and Catherine’s wedding. Her interest in me had been clear from the start, but I never reciprocated it.I was used to her constant efforts to get close…her lingering touches, her overly sweet smiles but this time, it felt different. When she had thrown herself onto me earlier in front of everyone, hugging me tightly, I had stiffened, uncomfortable and irritated. Out of reflex, my eyes had darted to Aurora.Her expression was composed, but there was something in her eyes…a flicker of hurt, quickly

(Aurora’s POV)Owen sat on the ground, his body trembling as he wept. The weight of his emotions had completely broken him. I had been silently watching him from a distance, and couldn't bear to see him like this any longer. My heart ached for him, so without thinking, I stepped forward. Before I could second-guess my actions, I knelt down beside Owen and wrapped my arms tightly around him.Owen stiffened at first, startled by the sudden embrace, but as the warmth of my arms enveloped him, he gave in. His hands clutched my sides, and then his arms circled me, holding on to me like a lifeline. He buried his face against my chest, his tears soaking into my blouse as he clung to me desperately.My hands moved instinctively, one cradling the back of his head and

(Owen’s POV) It's been a good amount of time since I came for breakfast but there was no sign of Aurora anywhere. I subtly glanced toward the entrance every now and then, hoping she’d walk in. My mood was already off because she had disappeared from my room. And now, she was nowhere to be seen.Just as I was about to sigh in frustration, Vivienne strutted into the dining room, her heels clicking against the floor. Her bright smile was all too familiar…one I knew was only reserved for me. Without hesitation, she slid into the seat right beside me. “Owen!” She chirped, placing her hand on my arm. “I didn’t see you during dinner last night. You should’ve ca

(Aurora’s POV)I was sitting on the edge of my bed, my fingers grazing the soft fabric of my dress as I replayed the conversation with Owen in my mind.A small, involuntary smile crept onto my lips.I had been so nervous, so unsure of where I stood in this forced marriage. From the beginning, I had only thought about fulfilling papa’s wish, to bring his sons together, to heal the wounds that had divided them for years.That had been my only purpose…or at least, that’s what I thought.But tonight, something shifted.My heart fluttered, a soft, unfamiliar feeling. A warmth. A strange butterish sensation that left me both giddy and confused. I had expected re