All Chapters of Twisted Desires: My Brother's Best friend: Chapter 41 - Chapter 48

AvaI settled into bed, my eyelids heavy with exhaustion, but as I lay there, my gaze drifted to my phone after hearing it chime. When I checked, I saw a message from Patrick. I frowned in confusion—hadn’t we already broken up? What could he possibly want now?I felt irritation simmer beneath my skin as I ignored the message, setting my phone aside with a deliberate motion. But then it chimed again, breaking the silence. My frustration deepened as I grabbed the phone, my eyes scanning the screen."Answer me," Patrick’s words taunted me, so different from the sweet things he used to say. My thumb hovered over the screen, tempting me to reply, but I resisted. Instead, I placed my phone on the bedside table, trying to shake off the growing unease.Another chime. I couldn’t ignore it any longer. Snatching up my phone, I felt my frustration spike as I read his next message."I know you're not asleep. Reply to my message."And then, I gave him a clear threat: "I will block you if you messag

AvaI stormed into my room, slamming the door behind me. I dropped onto the bed, letting out a deep sigh. My gaze fixed on the ceiling as I pulled the hair tie from my hair, running my fingers through the silky strands. Another heavy sigh escaped me, my face creased in frustration. I was so furious—so damn angry—that I bit my bottom lip so hard I could taste my own blood.I couldn’t stop thinking back to an hour ago when I’d tried to leave any way I could, but Patrick refused to let me go. He pulled me close and kissed me. I pulled away quickly, my hand connecting with his face in a sharp slap."Are you crazy?" I shouted, still in disbelief. I scrambled away, hoping no one had seen us.If Caspian ever found out that Patrick and I not only held hands but kissed, I couldn't even imagine what he'd do. I knew he wasn’t my husband in the traditional sense, but I could still picture his reaction. I could feel it in my gut.Just as I was about to get up and change into something more comfort

AvaI sat on the bed, my hands holding onto the sheets tightly against my body, with my gaze locked on Caspian as he adjusted his clothes. The movement was smooth, almost practiced. He seemed so casual, but I could feel the tension lingering in the air between us. I didn’t know how to handle it.“Goodnight,” Caspian said, his voice steady, almost detached.I didn’t answer. Instead, I simply turned my face away, unable to look him in the eyes. He grabbed the door handle and left the room, closing the door behind me with a soft click that felt like it echoed in the silence.Once I noticed he was completely away from me, I exhaled sharply, running my hands through my hair in frustration. What had just happened? What had we just done? I wasn’t sure anymore. The confusion, the mix of anger and something else I couldn’t quite name—it was all too much.I didn’t want to think about it, but my thoughts refused to quiet. I pulled out my phone, the screen lighting up my face. Without hesitating,

CaspianI scanned the crowded room, my gaze drifting over the sea of familiar and unfamiliar faces. The charity gala was a blur of monotony, the endless chatter and clinking glasses a cacophony that threatened to consume me whole. I reached for the wine glass on my table, the cool liquid slipping down my throat as I downed it in one swift motion. The waiter, attentive as ever, refilled my glass without a word.My eyes searched for an even more familiar figure – Ava, my wife. Where could she be? I hadn't seen her in what felt like an eternity. A flicker of concern sparked within me, and I pulled out my phone to send her a message. "Where are you?" I typed, my thumbs flying across the screen.Moments later, my phone buzzed with an incoming message. Ava's reply was brief: "I'm sorry for not telling you, but I decided to leave. I was feeling quite unwell."My brow furrowed in concern as I quickly typed out a response. "Are you okay now? What happened?"Her response came swiftly. "I'm fine