All Chapters of In The Arms Of My Ex's Elder Brother: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

Aurora's POV. 31. The Italian Beast."Get your fucking hands off me, jerk!" I yelled, the words exploding out of me as I twisted around. His grip on my shoulder wasn't just a friendly touch - it was a deliberate, repulsive caress that sent shivers down my spine.It felt like… he was trying to rub me, like something sexual. Disgust coiled in my stomach."Mi scusi... Sei cazzo bella!" (You're fucking beautiful!) he said, his voice thick with something that felt like pure, predatory lust. He was Italian, I think. His eyes raked over me, and the way he bit his lip made my stomach churn. It felt like he was picturing me naked.Fuck. What was he even saying? I stood there, confused and disgusted, trying to figure out why he'd followed me into the restroom. "What the hell?" I snapped, my voice tight. "Can't you speak English?" I demanded, trying to sound braver than I felt."Oh... you don't speak Italian? I thought since you came in with Padrino... you must know Italian!" He said, not e

Luther's POV. 33. *Rage Beyond Control.*"Luther..." Aurora mumbled, her voice weak. She was leaning against something on the floor. I felt a surge of protectiveness mixed with pure rage. That Roberto bastard... He should be thankful it was just his legs. Next time, it will be his brain, and he better watch out! I gently scooped Aurora up."Luke, come on! Faster!" I barked at Luke, who was right there.He knew what I wanted and started walking quickly.But all I could feel was anger. Seeing Aurora like this... it made my blood boil. I carried her to the car."Here," I said roughly, positioning her head on my lap. It was the least I could do to cushion her.My hand started stroking her hair, gently at first. Then... I don't know what came over me. My fingers started digging into her scalp.She went to meet Richard the other night. Why? Doubts and suspicion started to bubble up, making my skin crawl.She was a virgin when I met her... so she and Richard never... no. It wasn't possible

Aurora's POV. 35. I had barely opened my eyes when the distant sound of voices drifted up from downstairs. The thick walls of the Hawthorne mansion usually muffled sounds, but something about the way they spoke made my skin prickle.Maya and mother in-law.I frowned, shifting in bed. A sharp ache shot through me, making me wince. My entire body bore the marks of last night... Luther’s rough, unforgiving claim. My wrists ached from his grip, my skin was littered with bruises, and the deep soreness between my thighs made it impossible to forget what he had done to me.I should stay in bed. Rest. But the voices downstairs stirred something inside me...curiosity? Yes. Something was wrong.I slowly slid Luther’s oversized shirt over my body, the fabric barely covering the evidence of our night, and padded toward the door. The mansion’s hallways were eerily silent, the kind of silence that felt heavy, expectant. As I made my way down the downstairs, the voices became clearer.It wasn’t s

Aurora's POV. Luther’s head snapped up, like a puppet with its strings pulled too tight. His body went completely still."Who the fuck is it?" His voice was sharp, furious. He sounded like someone had just torn away something vital from him. Something he wanted badly. From the glances he was giving me, it was sex.The door swung open, and my stomach dropped.Mia.Her blonde hair was exactly where it should be, perfectly framing her face. Her icy blue eyes flicked between Luther and me, then locked onto me. A slow, smug smile stretched across her lips."I see you've been busy," she murmured, her voice dripping with a knowing sweetness that made my skin crawl. Like she knew exactly what we were doing before she even knocked.Luther stepped away from me, his face going hard and blank. "What the fuck are you doing here? And how dare you come up here without my permission?" His voice was cold, sharp enough to cut.Mia didn't even flinch. She glided into the room, acting like she owned the

Aurora's POV. Chapter 39.. The Hawthorne family war.The clinking of cutlery filled the silence, but tension wrapped around the dining table like a noose. I kept my eyes on my plate, pushing my food around, knowing that any second now, the storm would hit.Then it did."I'm sure you actually thought the best way to get to me was bringing Mia back into this house." Luther's voice was sharp, slicing through the uneasy quiet.I lifted my gaze just in time to see Richard smirk, dabbing his mouth with a napkin like he had all the patience in the world. "What do you mean I brought Mia?" His tone was light, but his eyes glinted with amusement. "Your ex is back because she’s pregnant, and the father of her child deserves to know about it. That’s why she’s here. Stop pinning everything on me."Luther's grip on his fork tightened. "The problem with you is that you’re always scheming. Always trying to take what’s mine. Seriously, do you get all miserable just because I finally found a reaso