Chapter: Appreciation.❣️To every reader who picked up this book and followed this journey to the very end, thank you. To the darlings who stayed through every twist, flaw, fire, and redemption, your presence matters. I wrote this story with emotion, chaos, and vulnerability, not just to entertain, but to reflect pieces of love, pain, ego, and growth we often hide behind pride. If you saw yourself in these characters, even just for a moment, if you laughed, clenched your jaw, or found yourself reflecting on your own story…then this book has done its job. Thank you for reading. Thank you for feeling. This is not just The End. It’s a reminder that no man walks through fire and comes out the same. My next book is out and you're going to love it. 🔥🌹 “Revenge On My Ex-husband With His Ruthless Mafia Brother”
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Chapter: Moving On For Good. Louisa:I nodded, knowing Alex was right. But it was hard to shake off the feeling of responsibility, of wondering what could have been done differently. There's nothing I can do.It's time to move on.No more toxic people around us.I was done with humans. Only my family matters to me, right now– and forever.Then Alex's phone chimed, we both let out a synchronized groan, knowing all too well who was on the other end. It was Yolanda, the one person who could effortlessly ruin our day with a single call.Yolanda's life had taken a drastic turn for the worse after her divorce. She deserved every damn thing but her downward spiral was alarming. Her once-thriving company had been swindled out of its assets by scammers, leaving her financially ruined. To make matters worse, she had turned to drinking, and it was taking a toll on her health and relationships.Now, she was constantly reaching out to Alex, begging for help. It was a painful reminder of the sister he used to know, the one who
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Chapter: Everyone's Broken. Louisa:A MONTH LATERThe warm sunshine danced across the deck of the luxurious yacht, casting a golden glow over the gathered guests. The sound of gentle lapping of the waves against the hull and the sweet melodies of a live string quartet filled the air.I stood at the edge of the deck, my back to the sparkling turquoise ocean, as I gazed out at the sea of familiar faces. Friends and family had gathered from far and wide to celebrate this special day – my wedding day. This time, I would be surrounded by people I love. Not some oppressive evil family. Alex, dashing in his tailored tuxedo, smiled at me from across the aisle, his eyes shining with love and adoration. We were renewing our vows, reaffirming our commitment to each other after everything we had been through.As the music swelled, I took a deep breath and began my walk down the aisle, my heels clicking on the polished wood. Jade and Jasper, our little miracles, sat in the front row, beaming at me with a bouquet of flower
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Chapter: Finally Fúcking Over Louisa:"Let's start over," Jenna whispered, her voice barely audible. "We can forget everything that happened. We canbe friends again.My eyes locked onto Jenna's, and I could see the madness dancing in them. Never, never again, I screamed inwardly, helplessly. I'm never trusting her! This girl had haunted me with her name for years!! Just the name Jenna makes me go berserk – alive or dead."We were friends, Louisa. We were close. Do you remember that? Do you remember the way we used to laugh together, the way we used to share our secrets?"I nodded slowly, my mind flashing back to the good times, the happy memories. But then the dark memories surfaced and my hate returned, hotly."But then everything changed," Jenna continued, her voice cracking with emotion. "I got hurt, and I couldn't deal with the pain. I didn't know how to handle it, so I lashed out. I did terrible things, Louisa. I'm so sorry. I took your husband. I'm such a bad friend "I felt a lump form in my throat as I li
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Chapter: Madness. Louisa:My feet ached as I pushed through the tangled vines and snapped twigs, the uneven terrain threatening to send me tumbling to the ground at every step.The sun beat down upon my head, its rays filtering through the canopy above in dappled patterns.I was suffering, both physically and emotionally. The fear and anxiety that had been building inside me since I received Jenna's message had reached a boiling point, and I could feel myself teetering on the edge of panic.But I pressed on, driven by the thought of Jade's small, helpless form. I had to find her, and rescue her from Jenna's clutches. The thought of what might be happening to my baby girl was a constant, gnawing terror that propelled me forward, even as my body screamed in protest.As I walked, the trees seemed to grow closer together, casting long, ominous shadows on the ground.I suddenly stumbled, my foot catching on a hidden root, and almost fell. But I caught myself, my hands grasping at the rough bark of a nearby
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Chapter: The Message. Louisa:I stood under the warm water, my eyes closed as I let the liquid heat seep into my bones. But despite the physical comfort, my mind was a jumble of emotions. Fear, anxiety, and a deep-seated anger swirled together, making my hands shake as I washed my body.Jade, my precious baby, was gone. Taken by that monster, Jenna. I couldn't bear the thought of my child in her hands. What was she doing to her? Was she hurting her? The questions swirled in my head, making me feel sick to my stomach. Would she even kill a small child? No, of course not! She'll never try such, even if they're enemies right?As I rinsed off the soap, my mind turned to revenge. Revenge that I needed so badly. Jenna's always having the upper hand. It's so irritating!I wanted to hurt Jenna, to make her pay for what she'd done. I wanted to see her suffer, to feel the same pain and fear that I was feeling. But now, she's got to me first. Well this ends today.I stepped out of the shower and grabbed a towel, wrap
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LOVE THY SISTER'S HUSBAND
WARNING ‼️
This book delves into mature and explicit themes, including graphic sexual content, taboo relationships such as forbidden affairs and sibling rivalry-fueled obsession. The characters aren't all perfect and sunshine!
Tread carefully if these elements unsettle you, reader discretion is strongly advised. (18+)
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I’ve craved Soren my entire fucking life.
My sister knew it—knew he was my obsession, my filthy secret. But Cassidy’s always stolen everything from me. Dad’s favoritism and even the spotlight in college.
And then she framed me for something heinous, painted me as an aggressive jealous junkie, and ruined me. As if that's not enough, she walked down the aisle with him.
Now she wears his ring. She carries his children. She parades the perfect life right in front of me. And I’m supposed to smile. Pretend it doesn’t shred me apart every time I see him touch her.
But one night… one reckless, drunk scorching night after being fired…We had a nightstand. He doesn’t remember—but I do. God, I do.
And I can’t stop craving more.
Cassidy thinks she’s clever, dragging me back into her perfect little life, humiliating me, then hiring me to nanny her kids. She thinks I’m weak. But sharing a roof with Soren is pure inferno, his gaze burns trails over my curves, hatred simmering beneath raw lust. We shatter every boundary: stolen gropes in shadowed corners, frantic fucks against walls, his cock slamming into me in forbidden spots where anyone could catch us….
I know it’s depraved to lust after a taken man. Sick to yearn for your sister’s husband. Utterly taboo. But I don’t give a damn. Because for once in my life, I want to take everything from her.
Even if it destroys us all.
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Chapter: 009— Just The Nanny. ...RILEY...******“Fuck!" Soren pushed me off him so fast I nearly stumbled, breathless.The sound of him zipping up broke through the heavy silence, snapping me back to reality— and back to my senses.Then, just like that, the lights flickered back on.My blood dried up as I glanced around seeing people wandering through aisles. Shit. What was I thinking? If Soren wasn't fast enough to shove me aside, we'd be seen. My fingers trembled as I hurried to fix my hair, to smooth down my shirt, to look normal — whatever normal even meant anymore.Don’t look at him, Riley. Don’t.. after your crazy actions.Yet I looked. Soren was already composed, zipped properly, every trace of heat erased from his face. With that stone expression that said this didn’t happen.My cheeks were still burning, and he looked like he’d just returned from a board meeting. I swallowed hard and forced myself to breathe as an assistant appeared at the end of the aisle. He was middle-aged, clutching a clipboard. “O
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Chapter: 008— Brother-in-law’s Dick. …SOREN…*****Her phone slipped from my fingers and landed back in her bag with a dull thud.I leaned back in the seat, shutting my eyes, trying to think about anything else. But all I could see was her in that bikini, ink and sunlight, her crazy laugh echoing from earlier.This is horribly wrong. I shouldn't be doing this? I'm married, with beautiful kids. Would I throw that away?? I groaned and reached for the glove compartment, looking for gum or aspirin, anything to clear my head.The moment it clicked open, a small, foil packet slid forward.Condoms.My breath stopped.They weren’t mine. No way in hell.My stomach twisted sharply. Cassidy had borrowed my car last night. She’d said hers was in the shop, that she needed mine for a quick run to the city.But the condoms weren’t here before that.I stared at the packet like it might explode.Of course. Of course she’d do this again.The first time had been bad enough,if you could even call it that.I still remembered that night I d
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Chapter: 007— Too Hot To Handle. ...SOREN... ***** I should’ve known better than to let her stay in the damn car. But no, I'd been stupid. Now, twenty minutes into the drive, Riley sat beside me, window down, wind tangling through her hair, a half-melted vanilla cone in her hand, and that sinful, knowing little smirk curving her mouth as she licked it like it was her personal mission to destroy what was left of my self-control. It's the second time she’d made me stop, too. The second damn time. The first time she made me go out for roasted corn. The second, for this. Ice cream. I gripped the steering wheel tighter until the leather dug into my palms. “You realize we’re on a schedule, right?” She hummed, unconcerned, like I’d just told her the weather forecast. “Relax. You’ll live. Or are you allergic to fun?” I shot her a look. Her mouth curved, and she caught a drip sliding down the cone with a slow sweep of her tongue in an obscene way. Jesus Christ. “You know what? No more food in my car. Throw that out.”
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Chapter: 006— Playing With Fire. ...RILEY...*****Cassidy just stood there, frozen in the doorway, eyes wide like she’d walked in on a crime scene. I swallowed hard expecting to be fired, when she laughed loudly. Soren and I exchanged glances.“Oh, please. There’s no way my husband would be making out with someone like you.”Ouch. Straight to my ego.I glared, clutching my towel tighter. “Someone like me?” I asked, trying to sound casual even though my heart was beating so hard I could hear it in my ears.What the fuck does that mean?Cassidy folded her arms, her expression filled with disdain. “Yes, you. You barely lasted a week at your last job, you look like you just rolled out of a motel, and now you’re standing half-naked in my hallway with my husband. So go ahead, enlighten me. What exactly is going on?”I could practically feel Soren’s stare burning through me. My brain scrambled for something—anything—that didn’t sound like I’m obsessed with your husband and accidentally almost kissed him.So I blurted, “Th
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Chapter: 005— Game Over — Or Just Starting? ...RILEY...****He’s staring at my legs.Heck, who would’ve guessed my crush… my obsession… would find me attractive? My heart’s doing a weird kind of dance, half panic, half excitement.And the best part? He’s trying to be discreet about it but I see right through him.Looking away, he said. “You shouldn’t be here,” . “I thought I made myself clear. You stay out of this house. We don’t need you. Hell, I don’t even want you here.”I lifted an eyebrow, crossing my arms, leaning back against the counter. “Really? Because last I checked, I wasn’t hired by you, Mr. Knight. I’m here because your perfect little wife thought it’d be a good idea to hire me as the nanny. So, congratulations—I’m staying.”His nostrils flared.. “Stay? You… you have no idea what you’re walking into. You know why I don’t want you here? Because I found out from your boss…you were fired. Drugs, theft… you’re a mess. Do you know how many people I’d have to fire if I let a thief into my house?”I laughed, bitterly. D
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Chapter: 004— Staring At My Legs, Mr Knight? ..SOREN...**** It was barely 9 a.m., and I was already exhausted. The phone was wedged between my shoulder and ear as I scrolled through emails. “Yeah, I want everything perfect this year,” I said, tapping the desk impatiently. “Get her the roses, the white ones, not red. She hates red. And that perfume she liked from Paris—send two bottles.” The guy on the other end mumbled something about deliveries and schedules. I cut him off. “Look, I don’t care what it costs. Just get it done before noon, alright? It’s our anniversary, and she deserves to be happy.” The last word slipped out slower than I intended. Happy. God, when was the last time either of us had been that? I hung up, dragging a hand through my hair. My tie felt too tight, my suit too stiff. For a second, I just sat there, staring at the framed photo on my desk of Cassidy grinning on a beach, sun kissing her smooth skin. That was years ago. Before everything turned hollow. Now she's so plastic. A burst o
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Claimed By The Tyrant Brother
Delilah thought she married the perfect man.
Charming. Respectable. Devoted. But then she discovered the man she trusted was a fraud — cheating behind her back, controlling her every move, and secretly stealing from the people who once believed in him. Her marriage wasn’t love. It was a trap.
And when she lost the child she was carrying, alone, abandoned, and broken in a cold hospital bed, everything shattered.
That’s when he returned.
Thorne Weston. The estranged, adopted brother her husband never spoke of.
The boy who once made her college life hell — cruel words, wicked smirks and relentless taunts.
He's her tormentor. Her shadow. The one who looked at her like he wanted to ruin her… and maybe always did.
He disappeared after graduation. Vanished. Forgotten.
But now he’s back — colder, richer, and far more dangerous. And he’s watching her.
And when she breaks down in the hospital, barely breathing through grief, he corners her in the shadows and makes her an offer that freezes her blood — and sets her body ablaze.
“You want revenge? I want you. Be mine… and I’ll destroy him for you.”
She should scream.
She should hate him.
But hate doesn’t explain the fire curling in her belly every time he whispers her name.
Hate doesn’t make her knees tremble when he steps too close, smelling of smoke, leather, and sin.
And hate isn’t what makes her crave the rough, twisted salvation only he can give.
Because Thorne Weston is no longer a cruel boy with a chip on his shoulder.
He’s a man forged in violence. Obsessed. Possessive. Unhinged.
And he doesn’t just want her — he owns her.
Body. Soul. And every shattered piece her husband left behind.
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Chapter: 154:Delilah’s POV Immediately Naomi stepped out to prepare my shower, my phone buzzed and I reached for it, half-expecting to see his name again. But it wasn’t Thorne. It was Aunt Vivian. My stomach clenched. I hadn’t spoken to her in weeks after our argument. Vivian practically raised me after Mom died, and she always knew when something was wrong. I hesitated, then swiped to answer. “Aunt Viv?” Her voice came trembling through the line, soft but anxious. “Oh, sweetheart… finally. I’ve been so worried. You sound—Delilah, are you crying?” The dam broke. “Aunt… oh God, I messed up.” My throat closed. I tried to swallow, but my voice cracked. “You were right. You were right about everything.” “Right?” she repeated gently. “About what, baby?” Tears spilled before I could stop them. “About Thorne. About him knowing my mom. He didn’t just know her, Aunt Viv. He—he killed her.” There was a sharp inhale on the other end. “What?!” “I found out two nights ago. He confessed.”
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Chapter: 153: Survive Anything. Delilah’s POV The drive to her apartment felt like punishment because every mile between me and him was another reminder of what I’d lost, and what I’d recklessly chosen. The city lights eventually bled into the horizon, but I barely noticed. My eyes were too swollen, my thoughts too loud to think about any damn thing At this rate, I'm going to go insane. But what can I do? I really needed to talk to someone, to get this out of my chest. Worse, deep down, I was expecting him to chase me. But he was nowhere in sight. By the time I pulled up to Naomi’s apartment building, the sky was darker. The streets were quiet and I sat there for a long minute, engine humming, staring blankly at the door I was supposed to walk through. I should’ve felt free. Instead, I felt hollow. My chest ached, my throat burned, and pride—stupid, stubborn pride—was the only thing keeping me from turning back. I shouldn’t have left him like that. I shouldn’t have walked away. But if I hadn’t, I’d still b
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Chapter: 152: Walk Away If You Dare. Delilah’s POV I was done in minutes. I didn't have to take much. And I certainly didn't have time to think. Am I making the right decision? Yes, of course, I just needed to go see her. It's not like I'm leaving forever. I threw my suitcase into the passenger seat, started the engine, and gripped the steering wheel so tightly my knuckles turned white. I needed space. That was the plan. But as I backed out of the driveway, headlights exploded in front of me, blinding me for a second. My heart dropped when I recognized the sleek black car screeching sideways, blocking the exit. My car jolted to a stop as the engine sputtered. My pulse thundered furiously. “No. No, no, no—” I whispered, slamming my hands against the steering wheel. “Are you kidding me?” The driver’s door opened and he stepped out with an inscrutable expression. He was dressed in Dark jeans, black shirt, sleeves rolled to his elbows. His hair was a mess, his eyes wild, his jaw clenched like he’d driven straight ou
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Chapter: 151: Reunion. TWO DAYS LATER Delilah’s POV Two days. That’s how long it’s been since the world ended for me. I hadn’t slept well. I'd barely eaten. My phone had been ringing nonstop, his name flashing across the screen every hour, but I couldn’t bring myself to answer. I'm still wrecked by everything. Fuck.. it's so hard for me to let this go. Every time I closed my eyes, I saw my mother’s smile. Then the fire. Then Thorne’s face. The man I loved, the man who’d once been my safe place, was the same one who destroyed everything I held sacred. So, I just… stayed here in my villa. My reflection looked like a ghost in the mirror. My eyes swollen and my hair a mess. I’d been wearing the same T-shirt for two days. Even the moonlight spilling through the blinds felt like an intrusion. I tried reading, you know. Or watching something but I still felt miserable. It was easy to heal from Caleb's betrayal, so why is this one different??? God, I hated that I still heard him or that I still missed him
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Chapter: 150: Free. Naomi’s POV There's no way Dean would've survived that fall. But, still I have to check it out. My heart wouldn’t stop pounding as I stumbled down the stairs, clutching the rail with shaking hands. Every breath burned, my whole body trembling with leftover adrenaline. When I reached the backyard, my heart thundered painfully. I turned toward where he’d fallen, every step heavier than the last. Please, God… let him be gone. I forced myself forward, peering over the edge. And there he was. Bloody Dean. He was sprawled motionless on the cold pavement, neck at an odd angle, blood pooling beneath him. My knees buckled in relief. I sank down right there, whispering through the tightness in my throat. “That’s for you, Jules.” Oh Lord… it’s over. It’s over. Tears stung my eyes. For the first time in what felt like forever, the world was quiet. I can now move on peacefully. No maltreatment, abuse or cruelty. “I’m free,” I whispered. “I’m finally free.” I could go home now, back t
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Chapter: 149: Over The Edge. Naomi POV >>BALI (NIGHT)I woke up with a jolt, my heart racing.For a second, I couldn’t tell if I’d dreamed it, the sound that tore me out of sleep. Then it came again, it was like a slow, careful creak.It was like someone was in the house!But…that's not possible, is it? Was it Francine??My breath snagged in my throat. I lay there, frozen, eyes locked on the dark ceiling. Maybe I was imagining it. God, I had to be imagining it. Being with Dean did this to people, honestly. It turned you into a twitching mess, afraid of even your own shadow. He crawled under your skin and stayed there, whispering even when he wasn’t around.The floor creaked again and I sat up, my heart pounding like it wanted to tear out of my chest. The room looked normal, the couch, the empty bottles, the half-packed bag on the table— nothing out of place, except the silence that followed. I swallowed hard, my lips dry. “Please,” I whispered under my breath, “Francine, if you’re out there… Please help me.”
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