(Author’s POV)
The living room was unusually quiet, a rare moment where all four brothers were present but engrossed in their own worlds.
Owen stood near the staircase, dressed sharply in a tailored black suit. His focus was on his phone, scrolling through emails and messages, his expression stern as always.
Ian lounged on the couch, his feet propped up on the coffee table, completely absorbed in a game on his tablet. His relaxed posture and occasional smirk hinted at his competitive streak, even in a virtual world.
Asher, standing by the large window, was engaged in a phone call. He was discussing his shoot schedule with his manager.
Ryan sat at the far end of the couch, typing away on his laptop. His furrowed brows and intense focus showed he was deep into work, barely registering t
