All Chapters of His brother's obsession: Chapter 31 - Chapter 39

{Third person's pov}Three days, that was the doctor's order."No office, no meetings, no unnecessary stress and absolutely no physical exertion." Ethan had listened patiently.Then, the moment the doctor left... He reached for his laptop.Unfortunately for him.... Natasha was faster, she snatched it away before he could even touch it.Ethan looked up at her. "...Sunshine.""No." She replied sternly. "I haven't even said anything." He said and she replied. "You were about to.""I was." He said and she cut him off. "So my answer is still no."He sighed. "I own the company.""And?" She frowned. "I should be working." He said."You were also shot." Natasha stared at him. "A bullet went through your shoulder.""It missed everything important." He said she folded her arms. "You are impossible.""I've heard that recently." He said and she replied. "From me.""Exactly." A smile tugged at the corner of her lips despite herself, she walked toward the window, opened the curtains and let the mor

{Third person's pov}Morning arrived quietly, a beam of sunlight slipped through the curtains, falling across the wooden floor.Natasha had barely slept not because of fear because she had spent the entire night thinking, watching, memorizing.Every sound, every footstep outside her room, every creak of the old house.The lock clicked at exactly seven, one guard unlocked the door, another remained standing in the hallway."Breakfast."Natasha simply nodded and she accepted the tray without saying a word, the guards exchanged a glance.Yesterday she had argued.Today... She was quiet, once they left, Natasha carried the tray to the small table.She ate slowly not because she was hungry because she needed her strength, she couldn't afford to become weak.Not if she wanted to escape.An hour later, the door opened again and Evan entered. His eyes immediately fell upon the empty breakfast tray.A faint smile appeared. "I'm glad you ate."Natasha didn't answer, she sat by the window with a

{Third person's pov}The house had fallen silent agai, only the occasional footsteps of the guards broke the stillness.Inside her room, Natasha sat against the window, she hadn't given up, she simply waited.Outside... Two guards stood near the front gate, one lit a cigarette and the other glanced toward the second floor. "You know... I don't like this."His companion frowned. "What?""This." He nodded toward the house. "Keeping her here.""We're following orders." The other man said. "So?"The older guard sighed. "I've worked for the Ramos family for twelve years... I've done things I'm not proud of, but this.. .this isn't business, It's personal." The younger guard remained quiet."She hasn't stopped asking to go home and she hasn't stopped believing Chairman Ethan will find her." The older man looked down at the ground. "Maybe he will.""You think Chairman Ethan is really looking?" The younger guard asked the older guard gave a dry laugh. "If Ethan Ramos cares about someone... He

{Third person's pov}The mansion was unusually quiet, It had been three days since Natasha returned, the bruises on her body had begun to fade.The nightmares... Not so much.That night, rain pattered softly against the bedroom windows and Natasha stirred in her sleep.A sudden movement beside her made her eyes flutter open, she blinked into the darkness and Ethan was no longer lying beside her.He was sitting at the edge of the bed, his back was to her, his shoulders were tense and she could hear it, his breathing almost as if he was trying to calm himself."Ethan?"He stiffened and then slowly looked over his shoulder."I didn't mean to wake you.""You didn't." She sat up, rubbing her eyes. "I think you had a nightmare." He looked away. "I don't dream much.""You do." She quietly slipped out of bed and walked over to him, without saying anything... She sat beside him.For several minutes... Neither of them spoke, the rain filled the silence. Finally... Natasha rested her head gently

{Third person's pov}Natasha woke before Ethan and the golden sunlight filtered through the thin white curtains of the seaside cottage.She quietly slipped out of bed, careful not to wake him, wrapping one of his oversized sweaters around herself, she stepped onto the small porch.The sea stretched endlessly before her, the air smelled of salt, the waves rolled gently onto the shore.She closed her eyes.For the first time in a very long time... She felt completely at peace.A few minutes later... She heard footsteps behind her."You escaped." She turned around.Ethan stood in the doorway, his hair was slightly messy from sleep.He held two steaming mugs of coffee. "I only escaped five metres." She said and he replied. "I still noticed."She smiled as he handed her one of the mugs. "Thank you."He nodded toward the beach. "Walk?""I'd love to." They made their way down to the shoreline.The morning was quiet, only a handful of people had arrived, some jogged along the water and others