All Chapters of The Heiress and the Four Brothers: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

DAMONIt had been almost a week since that whole garage thing—me and Sera, we were so close but felt so far. She seemed to be dodging me more these days, and every time I got closer, there was a distance that seemed to widen between us-a space that I couldn't cross. It felt like she wanted to run away. I idn't know what from—from me, or from herself.I never tried to force it, but the frustration built up, thicker and thicker, every day. I knew the reason behind her behavior, or at least, I suspected it. My presence bothered her, whether in a good or bad way.Teasing her that night … this was not what I expected as a result.And the worst part, Sera seemed to be closer to Beck. I suppressed the anger that curled up inside me when I saw them talking, laughing together.I needed some quiet. And the wine cellar was the perfect place. It was my escape—separate, cold, away from the hustle and bustle of this family. In this dark, silent room, I sat with a half-full glass of wine in my hand,

ACEI returned to the room, breathing a sigh of relief after almost being caught by Sera. Once again, I had to admit my luck. If I had been a minute late, she would’ve seen me with that document in my hand—and the last thing I wanted was to give her any reason to dig deeper, especially about why I was taking pictures of it.My cell phone vibrated in my pants pocket. The name that appeared on the screen made me smile slightly. Mom. Of course.“Ace, dear, how’s it going over there?” My mom’s voice was a mixture of affection and expectation. A dangerous combination.“Everything’s on track,” I replied, walking to the window to make sure no one had heard.“And Sera? Has she figured out you’re the only logical choice in that family yet?”Not yet, of course. “She’s closer to Beck. For now.”She snorted, her low laugh full of contempt. “Beckett? A failed artist with no direction in life? That’s not competition, Ace. You two are worlds apart.”I frowned, even though I knew it was just her way o

SERA“Get on.” “What?” I asked, my voice confused, but then found Damon crouched on the sidewalk. And my bag is already around his neck. It's like I'm not part of the world for a minute or two. It feels like everyone is moving, but I'm still. Or maybe more accurately, I was too busy trying to calm the alcohol in my body to notice anything around me.“Get on my back, Sera. I’m not letting you pass out on the street.”I huffed, but obeyed him anyway. Wait, when did I end up wearing his leather jacket? “You’re so … annoying,” I grumbled into his ear as he stood up, tightening my grip around his neck. “And you're heavy,” he retorted, starting to walk.“I didn't ask you to carry me like this ....” I said in a weak voice. God, not only was I cheap, but I was also shameless.“And I didn’t ask for drama at the club. But here we are.” His tone was flat, but I could hear the faint amusement beneath it.“You didn't have to flirt with that woman.” My mouth was so out of control that even the ton

CALWe arrived at Blackwood Estate just as the night was getting late. I quickly turned off the engine and got out of the car, hurriedly opening the passenger door. Sera was still asleep on Damon's lap. Her face was calm, but her body looked weak.“That's enough for tonight,” I said as I looked at him with a firm but gentle tone. “You need your rest too.”Damon looked at me with a flat expression. “I'm going back to the bar. My bike's still there.”I sighed, feeling tired of Damon's stubbornness. “I'll send someone to get your bike. Go home and rest.”“I can take care of myself,” Damon retorted, a defensive tone in his voice.“Not tonigh

BECKI woke up with a pounding head, like my brain was wrapped in a thick fog. Sunlight slipping through the curtains made me squint. I groaned, dragging a pillow over my face to block out reality for just a few more seconds.Until last night's conversation instantly invaded my memory.Sera. That kiss.Heat rushed to my cheeks as I rolled over and stared at the ceiling, trying to steady my breath. What was I even thinking last night? My words, my actions … everything felt so mortifying now. I almost never drink because I know how easily I get drunk, and look what happened. This was all Damon’s fault!I rubbed my face, trying to shake off the shame. My heart beat faster as images of Sera's face appeared in my mind—her faint expre