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2025-03-28 02:09:30Hiiiđ€ Hope you enjoyed this chapter. Well, there's just a chapter left in the bonus chapters. So I'd really like to know what y'all would want to see in there đ. P.S: Seeing Joan and Aaron get married and have their baby would happen in the second book. Do drop your thoughts and I'd work on giving everyone the happy ending they wantđ
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âĄJoan⥠Note: If you like reading with music, try Meryl Streepâs "The Winner Takes It All." Itâs even better with headphones. Enjoy! đđ€ We left for Spainânot to visit Luna, but for a change of scenery. After a month of therapy, we were in a much better place. Healing wasnât instant, but we were making progress. I stepped into the living room, taking in my surroundings while Aaron pulled our bags in behind me. It looked both familiar and strange at the same time, like a place I knew but hadn't seen in years. A small smile tugged at my lips. To think this was where it all beganâmonths ago, maybe even a year. I walked over to the window where weâd first made love, my fingers brushing the glass. My scratches were still there. That surprised me. I half-expected Aaron to have changed the window, given his obsession with order. The fact that he hadnât? Well, that made my heart do a little flip. "Got any memories there?" His deep voice came from behind me. I glanced at him over my
My Best Friend's Brother    Author's note
Hiiiđ€ Hope you enjoyed this chapter. Well, there's just a chapter left in the bonus chapters. So I'd really like to know what y'all would want to see in there đ. P.S: Seeing Joan and Aaron get married and have their baby would happen in the second book. Do drop your thoughts and I'd work on giving everyone the happy ending they wantđ
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â€Aaronâ€The doctor discharged us a couple of days later and suggested we go to therapyâto help us cope with losing the baby.He had no idea how much Joan needed it. Sheâd seen someone die right in front of her, been caught in a shooting spree, lost our child, and seen me covered in blood. Even though she wasnât saying much, I knew it had left scars on her.I promised myself Iâd go with her to every session.Thatâs why I was opening the car door for her, helping her in before getting into the driverâs seat and pulling out of our compound. It was our first meeting with the therapist. She stayed quiet, staring out of the window like she wasnât really seeing anything. It had been happening a lot.A tight feeling grew in my chest, and my grip on the steering wheel hardened."Hey. You good?" I asked.She turned to me, her eyes dull, missing the usual spark.She pressed her lips together and nodded. "Yeah, I'm fine," she muttered, looking away.My jaw tensed.The rest of the ride passed in
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My Best Friend's Brother    It's Gone
âĄJoan⥠He got me to the car, opened the door, and helped me in. His shirt was stained, and since it was a lighter grey color, the blood was obvious. Ironic, that we were both bleeding, both capable to take lives. He tucked a strand of hair behind my ear, his palm resting against my cheek as he locked eyes with me. âYouâll be fine. The baby will be fine too,â he said softly, and a tear slipped from my eye. Another followed, until I was crying again. I didnât want to lose our baby. What kind of mother does that make me, if I canât even protect my child? âWhat ifââ âShush,â Aaron interrupted, his throat bobbing as he swallowed hard. âIâm going back in there to finish this, okay? If Iâm not out in five minutes, press this button.â He pointed to a button just beneath the steering wheel. âThe car will automatically drive you wherever you need to go once you input your location in the GPS,â he added, but I shook my head. He looked away, quickly typed an address into the GPS, then tu
My Best Friend's Brother    Almost Out
â€Aaron†A gunshot cracked through the air. Missed. I spun around, heart poundingâwhere the hell did that come from? My eyes snapped back to Joan. She closed her eyes, and I lost it. I pressed the trigger, hitting the leg of the bastard holding her. His groan echoed as he collapsed to one knee. His crew flinched, but my men stepped forward, guns raised and ready. One wrong move, and theyâd all be dead. Hell, theyâre dead already for even laying a hand on her. And if anything happened to her or our baby⊠God help them. I shoved my gun into the back of my jeans and crossed the distance in seconds, catching her in my arms before the man could drop her like garbage. She felt a little heavy, too still. My chest tightened. I hated this feeling. The last time I felt this helpless was when she slipped into that coma. And now? If she slipped away from me⊠if I lost her or the baby⊠I wouldnât survive it. Killing these bastards wouldnât be enough. Iâd want them to drown in their own bl
My Best Friend's Brother    The Baby
âĄJoan⥠He starved meâtrue to his words. I didnât know how long Iâd been here, tied and aching. It must be the early hours of the morning by now. Aaron had to know I was missing. Heâd be searching, but how would he ever find me? I didnât even know where I was. My wrists burned from the rope chafing my skin, my head throbbed, and my eyes felt too heavy to keep open. God, I wanted to sleep. I longed to be safe in Aaronâs arms, but closing my eyes here felt like asking for death. The room was quiet, for now. But if I dared to fall asleep, who knew what could happen? I shifted slightly and glanced at the man hanging upside down across from me. There was barely any life left in him. How long had he been like this, tortured and tied up? I didnât careâbut part of me was curious. After all, this was the first time Iâd met my father. âHow long have you been here?â I asked, my voice quiet. He didnât answer. For a moment, I thought he was already dead. My stomach twisted at the thought of
My Best Friend's Brother    Location
â€Aaron†"What's the plan?" Denzel asked, rubbing his chin. I paced the small room, scanning the men inside. Not just any menâthese were hulking, sharp-minded, and intimidating figures. Their expressions alone could send shivers down anyoneâs spine, enough to make a grown man hesitate and women step back in fear. And that's why they were my best and top. "Any update, Jason?" I turned to the man seated at the far end. He was calm, his fingers gliding across his laptopâs keyboard as he scanned through data. He barely lifted his eyes before responding. "I hacked into every CCTV camera in town, but itâll take a while to sift through the footage and pinpoint her exact location," he said. I ran a hand through my hair, exhaling sharply. Time was the one thing I didnât have. The longer this dragged on, the worse it could get for her. "Start with the cameras near her last known location," Denzel suggested, his voice steady but urgent. Jason pursed his lips, humming under his brea
My Best Friend's Brother    Sparrow
âĄJoanâĄMy head throbbed, my skull ached, and it felt like it would burst open if I moved.My eyelids were heavy, but I forced them open. Darkness greeted me first, making me doubt whether I had really opened my eyes.Had I gone blind overnight? Where was Aaron? Why was the whole house in darkness?I tried to call for him, but something was blocking my mouth. A gag. My eyes widened as memories slowly crept back, piece by piece.I was in danger. My baby was in danger. We had been taken.I wriggled my wrists, feeling sharp pain where the restraints cut into my skin. My hands were tied behind my back. That explained the ache.I jerked against the chair, trying to break free. My heart pounded wildly, each beat louder than the last. The more I struggled, the deeper the restraints bit into my skin.That would leave bruises."Don't. It'll only hurt you more," a man's voice broke through the darkness, and I froze. My breath hitched. Someone was here.In books and movies, captors usually walked
