Off Limits, Brother's Best Friend Chapter 124

Chapter 124: I Am Going To Kill Him 

Brianna

“What is your next agenda when you get back after this fashion week thing?” Bryce asked.

“Actually, I am going to have a little bit of time off, Elizabeth will be away doing something else that she isn't bringing me along for and Janet is going on vacation herself after the crazy months we have had in London, France and here.” I huffed, just thinking about it.

“Why don't you go somewhere nice and relax a bit while you can?” He asked.

“I would love to go somewhere tropical.” I sighed at the lovely idea.

Our conversation got cut off when my phone rang. I held a finger up to wait. It was Janet calling.

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After another crazy day at the fashion week, I was exhausted but I had missed a message from two Harold's. One was my best friend Jane, asking for updates and pictures and the second one was Callan insisting we meet up. I ignored him and calculated the time difference to see if it was acceptable to call Jane back. It should be evening there since it was already three in the morning here, so I knew it would be convincing to talk to her especially when I was calling for gossip and pictures. After a few rings, she picked up the call.

“I miss you!” She exclaimed in her tired voice.

“I miss you too but I have so much to tell you.” I went straight to it.

“Oooh, tell me.” Her tired voice was now alert and ready for all the tea.

I told her about the events, the celebrities I saw and all that detailed stuff but then I got to the topic of her brother. She was very curious to know how I have been avoiding him and wasn't surprised at the confrontation he and I had. She was proud of me for yelling at him like she would do, she doesn't fear him. She always challenges him, which is why he can't be around her very often.

“Brianna, your week is quite coming to an end, if you want to decide on something, I think you should do it there. Come back to London with a clean slate.” She suggested, I stay silent for a moment.

“I don't really know what to do, Jane. I really like your brother but I know he isn't good for me, it makes me lie to my own brother and for what? He doesn't see me beyond the physical attraction, he has made it clear and he isn't willing to stop screwing other women. So, I know the answer, it is just a really tough one to make.”

I felt my eyes get teary but I wouldn't let myself cry.

“I think you will make the right choice.” She reassured me to just listen to my gut and go with it. 

The right choice, not that bad.

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Callan POV

I didn't fucking sleep last night, I was so fucking frustrated with how things went down with Brianna. I just didn't know what to do with this pent up shit, she called me her father and that piece of shit Ezekiel who's ashes in a fucking dumpster somewhere by now. I am not them, I don't even know how she could compare it. I was pissed that she was ignoring me since seeing those damn pictures, so yes, I had my guy to let me know when she got back home so I could confront her. I can do dumb shit when I am really angry and I am a little intimidating when I tower someone or cage them. But haven't I always done that to her? She never complained before that I was like them.

She said she was done with me, how the fúck did she think I would respond? It is all bullshit, I had every right to hook up with that girl in the picture, I never promised otherwise but she did promise me she didn't want another man than me. That was her promise to me, I never returned the promise because I knew damn well that I would still be fucking other girls. I know it is fucked up but I had ordered Brianna some of her flowers and gifts while a girl was on her knees in front of me sucking my dick. I didn't know what to make of it and I doubt she would either. I need to get my temper in check so I can have a normal conversation with the girl. Hopefully before she ends up leaving the city again without me having sorted any of this out. She has been busy and I have been trying to be patient but I am not the most patient man. I never have to be, because people are always too afraid to keep a man like me waiting.

I am just going to calm down and tell her that I don't accept her terms of this being over. I will let her cool off about the girl in the picture and then she will see nothing has changed. We will still send each other messages and talk on the phone and she will still be a whole ocean away. Honestly, what changed, nothing. I got a text message from David asking if he could speak with me about something. I was in my house since it was literally the middle of the night, so I knew this was going to be some bullshit. I told him to come up and when he did, he was smart enough not to waste my time.

“I have an update for you.” He said, handing me his phone. I glanced down to find Brianna's newest post of fashion week, I recognized this face.

On her first full month in London, she posted some asshole and said it was a pleasure to work with him. I had gone to London shortly after discovering that and I told her if she let someone touch her, they would lose their hands or their life. Now, I looking down at not one, but two fucking pictures of this asshole again. One silly faced picture and another where they looked awfully fucking happy, laughing in their fancy clothes at some obvious party and I was seeing red.

“And who is this?” I gritted my teeth at David. He was anticipating the question and hopping right to it.

“He is a London photographer, sir.” He replied and I licked my lips. I zoomed into the picture for a second.

“Where is this?” I turned the screen towards him, he squinted his eyes to have a better look.

“I have no idea, sir.” He flinched back.

“Find out where he is now.” I ordered, shoving the phone into his chest before taking the stairs to get change.

If I am going to bend in, I need a suit. Black coat and slacks, gray button down shirt and a silk black tie with a tie clip. I brought out my black leather riding gloves and checked my gun for bullets. Looking in the mirror to smooth out my hair, I could see the crazy in my eyes. This man with a shadowed face and an expression made up of hard lines. Once the gloves were on, I went back downstairs, David was still standing in waiting but when he saw my attire with the gloves and gun in hand, his eyes went wide.

“Sir…sir.” I heard him calling after me, I just kept going.

“Sir, please, whatever you are thinking, you shouldn't.” He gulped.

He managed to jump into the elevator before the door closed between us. A few beads of sweat were starting to form on his temples as he loosened his tie.

“Miss. Fletcher will be furious.” He tried a different angel.

“She should be, I am going to fucking kill him tonight.”

I could barely recognize the hard gravel and distanced tone that almost felt detached from myself. David was fidgeting and I know he is contemplating if he should let me go or try to get someone to stop me. He had never stopped me himself, he was too afraid of me but maybe Angelo. He got even luckier than that when we exited the elevator and fucking Bryce was waking into the building.

“Good evening, Mr. F..Fletcher.” David was looking nervous and his eyes darted around. 

He knows he can't tell Bryce who I was about to go driving around to look for because Bryce doesn't know about Brianna. So, David was stuck without the direct approach, still my friend could see the anger on my face and we clearly panicked.

“What is going on?” He asked right away, I tried to walk past him but he stuck an arm out to guard me from passing. I gritted my teeth.

“I have somewhere to be.” I said, shoving past his extended arm.

He followed after me which pissed me off and I snapped at both of them to get lost but then I heard Bryce starting to pressure David into telling him what is going on.