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39. Unfinished Business
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Steph's Pov “I really don't think this is a good idea. There's still time. We could turn back,” I whispered to Beck. “I can hear you just fine, Hudson. It’s late, it’s freezing, and we came all this way. I refuse to go back without a drink in my hand. Mister Wilson here promised us a good time,” Stella said decidedly, flipping her hair. “I’m a man of my word, ma’am,” Beck smirked, his white teeth glinting under the streetlight. Then he nudged me. “Hudson, even I don’t fear my dad as much as you do.” Beck’s parents were away on a business trip for a couple of days. And an empty mansion meant only one thing: Beck Wilson wanted a party. We reached the towering gates, and one look at the house left my mouth agape. The Wilson estate was breathtaking. A magnificent white mansion stood proudly behind the massive wrought iron gates, glowing in the night like something out of a movie. The long driveway was lined with luxury cars belonging to party guests, and the perfectly manicured l
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Stephs PovThe locker room was quieter than I expected. The distant sounds of celebration and disappointment still echoed from the court, but in here, it was just me, Brian, and the hum of the air conditioning. He sat on the padded bench, his injured foot elevated on a chair, a bag of ice resting over the slight swelling. His ankle wasn’t too bad—nothing serious, just a minor strain. Two or three days of rest, and he’d be back to making defenders cry. And lucky for him, Inferno’s next game wasn’t for another three days.His team, however, hadn’t been so fortunate. Omega had taken the win after Simon’s ejection. The energy had shifted, and Inferno, without their star player at full strength, had lost their momentum.I had mixed feelings about it. On one hand, Brian was lucky—his injury wasn’t severe, and he had time to recover. On the other, I knew how much he hated losing. He wasn’t just competitive—he lived for the game. And right now, his team had just taken an L."You okay?" I aske
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Steph's PovThe vibration of my phone against the wooden café table sent a ripple through my concentration. I barely glanced at the screen—until I saw the message.My stomach dropped. My fingers twitched.I knew I shouldn’t open it. I knew nothing good ever came from indulging him. But curiosity—stupid, reckless curiosity—got the best of me.Unknown: Didn’t know you still liked sitting in my lap, but I’m not complaining.Blood rushed to my face so fast it made me lightheaded. How the hell did he even get my new number?I gritted my teeth, inhaling sharply before typing back.Me: Go to hell, Lockwood.A typing bubble appeared almost immediately.Brian: Now, now, sweetheart. You were a lot more comfortable there than someone with a boyfriend should be.I locked my phone and threw it onto the table like it was cursed.I had an early class today, and afterward, I’d stopped by my usual café, tucked away just off campus for some me time. A quiet corner, a steaming caramel latte, and my lapt
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Steph's PovThe campus was quieter than usual. The late afternoon sun bled gold over the old brick buildings, casting long, soft shadows on the walkways. A gentle breeze stirred the trees, rustling leaves in a way that felt almost too peaceful for the storm raging inside me.I needed space. I needed air.So with my hands stuffed into the pockets of my hoodie, my feet carrying me through the winding paths of the university until I found myself in front of the indoor basketball court.The door was slightly ajar.The overhead lights hummed softly, casting a dim glow over the empty space. It was strange seeing it so still—no students, no sneakers squeaking against the floor, no laughter or shouts of competition. Just silence.And a single basketball lying abandoned near the free-throw line.Without thinking, I picked it up, rolling it between my palms. My fingers traced the rough texture, the deep grooves of the ball. I had never been good at this game, but right now, it didn't matter. I
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Brother's Best Friend Loves Me Not 84. Twin Beds
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Brother's Best Friend Loves Me Not 83. The Wedding
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Brother's Best Friend Loves Me Not 82. The beginning of forever
Beck's POV: Each time I came into this room, there was a new challenge, a new obstacle waiting to be cleared. Today, however, was different. Today, I had the most vicious man I'd ever had the misfortune to meet - Richard Rivers staring right back at me. Thankfully, things were looking in our favour. Whatever amount of money Richard had paid Tony Martinez evidently wasn't enough, he was wasn't prepared, totally. He was seated in the front row, his face having a smug look, playing dumb, playing the bereaved husband. We all knew, however, his dirty little secret. I knew he was guilty of Lyla's murder, of the atrocities she had been subjected to at his hands. I sucked in a deep breath, bracing myself for what lay ahead. It was time to put a stop to Richard's game. It was time to play my strongest card. I addressed the judge, speaking firmly. "Your honor, I'd like to have Miss Stephanie Hudson take the stand." Stephanie got up, looking me straight in the eye, and walked toward
Brother's Best Friend Loves Me Not 81. The Trial
Stephs POV: The courtroom was filled with hushed conversations and the occasional sound of papers rustling. I took in the room, my eyes finding the familiar form of Brian, his shoulders set and his jaw clenched.But I was able to get to him before I could, as a frazzled-looking reporter blocked my path. He was a rumpled sight, wearing a tattered hoodie and jeans, his eyes puffy from lack of sleep. He looked like he'd been running around for days picking up leads.".......and welcome back to NBS News," he declared, his voice echoing through the courtroom. "I'm reporting live from the courthouse, where the much-awaited doping case against NBA star Brian Lockwood is about to be played out. The public has been waiting for answers, and today, they'll finally have their opportunity to witness justice being served."He took a moment, his eyes sparkling with a blend of enthusiasm and fatigue."Lockwood, the golden boy of basketball, stands accused of taking performance-enhancing drugs to get
Brother's Best Friend Loves Me Not 80. A favor to ask
Steph's POV: I sat on the couch, watching as Cirril paced back and forth across the hotel room. It had been a week since we'd received the devastating news of Lyla's death, and the days that followed had been a blur of lawyers, meetings, and media scrutiny. I still shuddered, when I thought of her death. She'd been driven to insanity, and the only escape she found was in death. Unfortunately, she took her child with her. Brian had been released from the hospital, but his health was still fragile. The dark circles under his eyes seemed to be deepening, his eyes sunken and hollow. He looked exhausted, both physically and mentally. Cirril was on a video call, arguing with yet another lawyer who was refusing to take on Brian's case. "You're asking for five times the normal price? That's ridiculous!" she exclaimed. I watched as Brian tried to calm her down, his voice soft and soothing. "It's okay, Cirril. We'll find someone else." But Cirril was having none of it. "No, we won't! They'
Brother's Best Friend Loves Me Not 79. Breaking Point
Brian's POV; I groggily reached for my phone, wincing as I sat up. Cirril's name flashed on the screen. "Cirril," I answered, trying to sound more alert than I felt. "Brian, where are you?" she demanded, her voice shrill with worry. "Do you realize the kind of mess you're in?" I rubbed my temples, trying to ward off the impending headache. "I'm at the hospital, Cirril." There was a pause on the other end of the line. "What? How are you at the hospital?" I sighed, not wanting to get into the details over the phone. "I'll explain everything when you get here. Can you please just come?" Cirril's voice was laced with frustration. "Obviously, I'm coming. Is that even a question?" I hung up the phone, feeling a sense of relief wash over me. Cirril would know how to handle this mess. As I waited for Cirril to arrive, I glanced over at Stephanie, who was sitting in the corner, watching me with concerned eyes. I smiled weakly at her, trying to reassure her. Cirril burst into the room
Brother's Best Friend Loves Me Not 78. A Reputation on Line
Steph's POV: I stayed at the hospital. I couldn't leave him. I didn't want to leave him. I am not going to leave you alone ever again Brian. The nurse in me kept checking his vital signs. The entire night I could not sleep. The nurse had given Brian a sleeping pill and a painkiller, to soothe his pain and allow him to rest. I kept walking around, tucked him in, but I could not put myself to sleep. There was this constant fear that something was about to happen. In moments when I did drift off to sleep, I would wake up, with a jerk with a sudden feeling that I was running away from something. At about three in the morning, I saw Brian's eyes flicker open. I immediately went up to him. “What is it? Does it hurt somewhere? Do you need something?” I asked him in fear. He slowly put his hand up and beckoned at me, then patted on his mattress beside him. He was asking me to lie down beside him on the bed. Tears began to stream down my face again, looking at Brian's condition. This
