All Chapters of Twisted Desires: My Brother's Best friend: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

AvaAs Caspian finished kissing me, he pulled back, his eyes searching mine. My eyes widened, my mouth dropped open in shock. I was in a daze, unable to process what had just happened."Are you alright now?" he asked, his voice low and husky.I took a deep breath, trying to calm my racing heart. "What did you just do to me?" I asked, my voice barely above a whisper.Caspian didn't respond. Instead, he looked at me with an unreadable expression.I asked again, my voice firmer this time. "Caspian, did you just kiss me? Why would you do that?"He hesitated before answering. "I...I thought it could work. Since you were...ugh! I thought it could work since your mouth felt constricted. I just wanted to take the chill from your mouth."I raised an eyebrow, skeptical. "Well, that didn't work, did it?" But even as I said the words, I realized that somehow, it had worked. The coughing fit had stopped."Who taught you that?" I asked, curiosity getting the better of me.Caspian shrugged. "It just

AvaI stood outside the church, my brother's hand wrapped around mine. As my father figure, he had taken on the responsibility of walking me down the aisle.Just as we were about to enter the church, I heard a faint sniffing sound. I turned to my brother, and my heart swelled with emotion. He was dabbing at his face with a handkerchief, his eyes red-rimmed and moist."Are you crying?" I asked, my voice barely above a whisper.Marcel scoffed, his expression defensive. "Why should I cry? I'm not crying."I raised an eyebrow, my gaze locked on his. "Your eyes are red, and they look... wet."His jaw clenched, his voice firm. "I'm not crying.""Alright then. If you say so," I smiled, my tone teasing.Marcel's expression crumpled, and he admitted, "Fine, I'm crying. Happy now?"I looked at him, surprised. "What? Why?"He sniffled, his voice cracking. "I don't know... I just feel like... gosh, little sis, I'm going to miss you. Your bad behavior, our bickering, our little fights... I'm reall

CaspianTHREE DAYS LATER"Dad, please..." I begged, my voice laced with desperation. I couldn't believe what I was hearing. He had promised me this deal would be secure.But my father's tone was unyielding. "Caspian, I'm sorry. There's nothing I can do. You will have to do as I said."My anger boiled over, and I yelled, gritting my teeth. "You can't do this to me! You promised me you would help me secure this crucial merger! It's important to me and this company, and you know that more than anyone!" My voice echoed through the luxurious honeymoon suite, and I could sense Ava's fear because of the way she flinched.I lowered my voice, but my words still seethed with venom. "How could you do this to me? I thought we had a deal. If I got married, you would—"But my father had already hung up, leaving me seething. I slammed my fist against the wall, making Ava jump. "Fuck!" I growled.Ava's hands trembled as she arranged her clothes in the wardrobe. "Is everything okay?" she asked, her vo

AvaMy toes strained against the floor as I stretched upward, my arms tightening around Caspian's neck. I could practically taste the acrid remnants of cigarettes on his tongue, an unpleasant flavor that somehow only made me kiss him more fervently. It was disgusting, yet utterly intoxicating.I blame my testosterone for times like this. Ever since I turned twenty-two, I noticed that alcoholic substances increase my sexual drive to a hundred. Should I call it a hundred? I would say millions in a higher sense or even infinity! Yes, it doesn't happen, and I still have no idea why I'm different. Nobody seems to know this except for Caspian, of course. I had told him that first night when we had sex.I was in tears and needed to calm my urges instantly. I even touched myself, exposing my nakedness, and that was when he helped, fucking me and my life together in oblivion. But a stupid me took pictures afterward when he was asleep next to me, posting them on my Instagram. I must have really

AvaI slowly opened my eyes, and warm light enveloped me. I was on the bed, its plush comfort cradling me like a cloud. The room was serene, filled with the delicate fragrance of jasmine and rose petals that lingered on my skin, filling my senses. My hair was tidy, and my body felt refreshed, as if I had just stepped out of a soothing bath.Did Caspian probably wash me up and arrange the whole place? Well, it seems so.As I sat up, my gaze swept the room, searching for any sign of Caspian. But he was nowhere to be found. A pang of unease settled in my chest, followed by the memory of Caspian's words: "Nobody will ever touch you again."A shiver ran down my spine as I wondered what he had meant by those words. What kind of words were those in the first place? What does he really mean?My eyes scanned the room once more, and this time, they landed on a small table beside the bed. A glass of water and a bottle of medication sat next to a folded piece of paper. My name was scribbled on th