**My Brother’s Best Friend**
Chapter 39
COLE'S POV
I wasn’t supposed to be there.
A client had dragged me out for drinks after a late meeting. One bar turned into two. Two turned into him insisting we hit Velvet because he knew a girl there. I almost said no. Something about the place felt off—too loud, too dark, too full of men who looked like they were trying to forget their real lives. But I followed him in anyway, ordered a whiskey I didn’t want, and checked my phone like I had somewhere better to be.
Then the lights shifted and she walked onto the main stage.
For a second my brain refused to connect the dots. The black lace. The heels. The way she moved under the red lights like she had done it a hundred times. It was Yana. Ryan’s little sister. The girl who still stole the bla
