All Chapters of Brother I'm yours: Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

Ederic and Lyan were engaged in a heartfelt conversation, holding each other's hands. Lyan, usually introverted and uncomfortable with physical touch, was now openly sharing while maintaining a handhold with Ederic."It seems Lyan's doing better," Aaron broke the silence, causing Jasver to give a slight nod. Lyan's well-being was of paramount importance to Jasver, and he was committed to supporting it in any way he could."I'm glad to see him so composed. He always appeared detached and lost. I used to worry even if he was alone for a moment," Jasver sighed. Aaron gave a consoling pat, sharing Ederic's sense of sadness."Aaron, you love Ederic, right? You two were close, weren't you? I spent almost five years with him, and he's sensitive yet possessive. He might inadvertently hurt both himself and others who try to get close to you, but he'll never intentionally hurt you," Jasver advised, expressing his understanding of Ederic's personality."I understand that your relationship might c

“Don't be scared, Lyan, let's take it slow if you don't want to,” Jasver's soft tone was giving a thousand butterflies in the younger's body and Lyan grabbed Jasver's hand and shared a glance with glossy glittering eyes. “Let's do it but be gentle to me. I… I'm scared,” Lyan breathed out his words softly and received a small smile from Jasver and the elder nodded tiny.“I will be gentle to my princess,” Jasver vocalized before attaching his lips to the younger. Their naked bodies crashed together yearning for a touch and friction from each other.Grinding and moving in need, was such a hot session they were initiating. Jasver leaned against Lyan's neck licking his Adam's apple, and then started to suck hard. A strange spark was sent through his body, making his stomach come alive with a luscious fluttering feeling. He leaned closer, his other hand going to the bare skin of his thigh and squeezing the soft skin of Lyan.“You are such an art, Lyan Hintell,”Lyan helplessly moaned at th

Ryan and Dallin sat down to dinner. Over the past few days, Dallin had gradually begun to emerge from his grief, although not completely. He was still grappling with his emotions, but he was learning to manage them."Do you have any questions, Dallin?" Ryan inquired, looking at Dallin, who was merely toying with his food. Dallin shook his head, taking a mouthful of his meal."Don't eat too fast. Take a sip of something. What was I asking?" Ryan chuckled softly, shaking his head as he wiped Dallin's mouth with a tissue."I... Can I go out?" Dallin's query was cautious, seeking permission. "Of course, why not? Why are you asking me though? You're free to do whatever you want, baby. Just don't strain yourself. That's my only request," Ryan assured him, rising from his seat and approaching Dallin, who received a gentle peck on his temple. Dallin nodded slightly, his lips curving into a small smile as he lowered his head bashfully.After dinner, Dallin retreated to his room and eventually

It had been a few days since Dallin had asked Ryan to go out, and Ryan had agreed. Dallin was now getting ready for his outing while Ryan was already at the office.Dallin had a strong urge to see Alistair since Alistair hadn't visited Dallin after that particular night, which was unusual. There were so many questions he wanted to ask, and he felt like grabbing Alistair by the collar and demanding to know why he had left before Dallin had woken up.Dallin first went to the villa where Alistair had taken him, but Alistair was nowhere to be found. Then he headed to the penthouse where everything had begun. To his dismay, just like at the villa, Alistair was nowhere to be found.Dallin's search for Alistair led him to Vill's mansion. However, he didn't enter but inquired about Alistair's whereabouts. It turned out that Alistair hadn't been home for a while. The afternoon had passed by the time Dallin finished searching for him, and it seemed like Alistair had vanished into thin air.A th

Dallin returned to Ryan's villa, visibly exhausted. Ryan had been waiting for the younger man, and when he saw Dallin, he forced a faint smile. The puffiness of Dallin's cheeks indicated how much he had been crying, but Ryan chose not to inquire about it for the time being."Freshen up, and then we'll have dinner... Hmm?" Ryan suggested, and Dallin nodded in response before heading to his room. Ryan let out a deep sigh, leaning against the sofa with tired eyes. He put on a cheerful facade, wanting to provide some comfort to Dallin in this trying time.Ryan took out his mobile, scrolling through his contacts and revisiting the messages he had sent to a particular person. There was still no reply or call from them, but today, surprisingly, nearly 1000 of his messages were marked as "read.""Did he open my message? Well, at least he's still alive," Ryan muttered with a hint of annoyance, although deep down, he couldn't help but feel relieved that Alistair had at least opened his messages