All Chapters of My Brother's Bestfriend: Chapter 101 - Chapter 110

"Nica," Vincent mumbled to himself in disbelief, his expression a stunned one."Hi. Uhm, I heard Old Evan was terribly sick, so I had to come over," Nica said, and Vincent nodded slowly."He's getting better now. Thanks for the, uhm, payment," Vincent said, clearing his throat. He watched Nica sit beside the old man, entangling her fingers with his.She sighed. "I was so scared when I heard he got sick. I had to fly over to check on him." She met his gaze, and Vincent realized he was staring too much."Sorry, I uhm... was just wondering. How have you been?" he asked."Good," she smiled. "You?""I'm... uhm... good," his reply sounded surreal, as if he didn't mean it."That's great to know." She rose to her feet. "I'll be leaving now." As she made to leave, Vincent suddenly held her back."Nica... I... I, uh... I'm sorry. I wanted to apologize for that day you came over. I wasn't myself, and I didn't...""It's okay," she cut in. "I'm not mad at you."Vincent sighed. "Nica...""I'm sorry

New York}The board meeting was thick with tension, each man and woman careful with their words as they delivered their findings to the cold man who sat in his black shiny chair.His index finger tapped gently on the table, his gaze piercing as he listened to all their words."That's all, Mr. Sinclair" the man who had just finished speaking swallowed hard as he bowed slightly."That's all?" The cold man asked, his deep voice piercing the air like a jagged dagger. The presenter nodded, fear rising in him.He tilted his head. "That's all?" he asked again, his voice now dripping with cold."Yes, Mr. Sinclair."The room grew deathly silent, the air charged with unspoken fear. Every eye in the room was fixed on Mr. Sinclair, the man who exuded power and intimidation like a second skin. His dark, piercing gaze pinned the presenter in place, making him shift uncomfortably."Let me ask you something," he said, his voice deceptively calm, laced with menace that made the presenter's knees threa

Vincent had been reminiscing about his meeting with Nica. The reason? He had no idea. Was she still in the city? Perhaps he should have collected her number when they met.He went to visit Old Evan again. Sickness had taken its toll on the old man, leaving him frail and lean. The fear of losing him terrified Vincent."He's responding to treatment slowly due to his old age, but I can assure you he'll be okay," the doctor said. Vincent nodded at the words before taking his leave.He had held on to a little hope of seeing Nica again but was disappointed instead. She never showed up.When he got home, Vincent was surprised to see who was standing by the entrance."Morty?" he called softly, and her head turned toward him. She was leaning against the car, her usual blank expression in place."Hello, brother," she greeted in a low voice.Vincent immediately crossed the distance between them and hugged her. Morticia remained still, not returning the embrace for a long moment. Vincent didn't m

Morticia took a deep breath. The air around her felt stifling; she needed some space.She swiftly turned to leave, walking past her brother, who remained at the entrance with a stunned look.Vincent slowly stepped down completely, standing before the man he hadn't seen in four years. Though he hated Klaus all these years, deep down, he still wanted to know the reason behind his actions.Both friends stared at each other for a long moment."Why?" Vincent finally asked the question that had haunted him for years.If Klaus didn't have a good reason, he couldn't promise he'd keep his cool."Katie was Void."Vincent's jaw clenched as another heavy silence settled between them."Why are you telling me this now?" he asked, his voice sharp.Klaus sighed. "I couldn't. She would have killed you, Ava, and then Bunnie if I didn't do what she said. I had to protect the people I love.""The people you love?" Vincent scoffed. "That sounds like a pretty joke to me.""Look, Vince, I didn't have a choi

Morticia got home an hour later. She hadn't spent much time with Nolan, and their conversation over dinner had been strictly about work and she felt guilty about it.It didn't feel like a date at all. Klaus was still on her mind, no matter how hard she tried to ignore the feelings stirring inside her.The sound of warm, running water echoed in the bathroom as Morticia stood naked under the shower, letting the stream cascade over her skin, easing her tense muscles. She ran her fingers through her hair, tilting her face up with her eyes closed.A memory struck her-Klaus pinning her against the wall, his lips crashing onto hers, his rough hands roaming over her body."So wet. So ready. Just for me... I love the way your body submits to me, Bunnie... Every part of it."Morticia's eyes flew open as Klaus's voice echoed in her mind. She stared at the tiled wall, recalling the torment of his sweet touch.She sighed, trying to shake the memory, but the harder she tried, the more vivid it beca