A Brother’s sin
THE BLURB
"They say blood is thicker than water. But desire is thicker than blood."
Rain Rawlings has the perfect life. She is married to Damian—the flawless, golden-boy billionaire who controls his family's massive corporate empire. To the rest of the world, they are London high society's golden couple.
But perfection is a very cold bed to sleep in, and behind the closed doors of their estate, Rain is starving.
She thought she could play the part of the dutiful wife forever. Until he walked back into her life.
Ethan Rawlings is the black sheep. Rebellious, dangerous, and dripping with dark temptation, he has returned to claim what he believes is rightfully his. He doesn't just want his father’s empire; he wants the only woman he ever loved. The woman his brother stole.
In a house built on lies, giving in to the past isn't just a betrayal—it's a dangerous addiction. As the tension between two brothers ignites a war of power, lust, and vengeance, Rain is forced to play a high-stakes game where one wrong move will destroy them all.
When the line is crossed and the sins are committed in the dark, the clock is always ticking. And when the inevitable knock finally comes... who will pay the ultimate price?
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Chapter: The Breaking PointETHAN’S POVOne second I was half-dozed.The next, I was tumbling over with the chair.Damian didn’t give me a chance to breathe. His fists came down. Brutal. Everywhere.I tried to stay calm. I couldn’t.“Why did you do it?” he spat, each word landing with another blow.Why did I do what?My head was spinning. I was genuinely confused. Or maybe he’d finally found out about the affair—earlier today, with his wife.Did Rain tell him? Or the private chef? A hundred thoughts hit at once.Whatever it was, I wasn’t going to let him win.I moved. Fast. Like a flash, I twisted, flipped him, and took charge. I hit back. Punched. Choked. Heat poured out of us. The walls felt like they were closing in—hot, airless.We crashed into each other with heavy blows, anger speaking through our fists.Chains of memory snapped. The last time I’d been this furious was the day our father named him successor—sent me to rehab like I was nothing. First son, passed over for him.I’d cursed then. Threatened hel
Last Updated: 2026-09-25
Chapter: Pointing FingersDAMIAN'S POVI was still trying to piece together what Mum had said when my assistant's call came in, just confirming my mum's information to be true.I paced the room breathlessly, fists balled.2.4 TB of internal data leaked into the dark web by an unknown source?No way!!No fucking way! I slammed my balled fist into the solid wall—once, twice—and I continued until my knuckles bled red with blood.I dialed back my assistant. "What the hell is going on, Mr. Tones?" My voice was high-pitched and boiling in rage.I heard his breath quiver. He stammered, claiming he was also confused.The stats that got leaked could cost us the company, shut us down, or see us relinquished."You better fix it before I get there!" I barked, even though I knew that it was never going to be easy to fix.The mess would cost me a lot. I threw on a jacket over loose pants.I checked the clock: 8:43 PM. It usually takes a 30 to 35-minute drive to get to the main building at normal driving speed.I glanced aro
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Chapter: Cracks in the MirrorDAMIAN'S POVThe house was empty. I came in with the external chef, whom I met outside the mansion and who had claimed to have been standing there for a while before I arrived.She went to the kitchen as I moved up to the bedroom."Pumpkin... Rain...?" I called out.No answer.I checked the bathroom. Empty.I kicked off my shoes, then sat on the dressing chair. Too exhausted to go get my handset across the room, I assigned the job to my AI assistant."Hey, Kel... Call my wife," I ordered. The AI voice came up immediately, confirming and endorsing the task.It connected, rang, and ended. Repeated a second time—no response. I gave up at the third attempt.I felt my groin—hard. Man, when was the last time we had sex? Rain and I... She had been showing less or no interest in intimacy with me. She had been carefully avoiding all sexual attempts from me.I shrugged with tiredness. Lazily, I dragged my feet to the shower for a cold bath with a glass of alcohol to help subdue the insistent bu
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Chapter: Caught in the ActRAIN'S POVI stood up, alarmed. All traces of tiredness fled away.The knock came again. Thank goodness Ethan was thoughtful enough to lock the door.Regrets rushed through my spine like a tsunami.Hold up, you heard me say regret? Nah! I don't feel regret for having one of the best sex of my life after 5 years of enduring terrible and horrible sex with my husband, where my moans were not of pleasure but to make him feel like a man. Damian has the worst bedmatics—taking his passionate time with foreplay, getting me drunk with expectations, but cums in the longest 3 minutes of humping my precious pussy, breathing fast and furious like a tourist who just ran the whole length of Ben Nevis mountain, leaving me frustrated and terribly horny while he turns to his side of the bed, snoring like a lazy, overfed pig. I complained during the first 7 months of our marriage before I got tired of complaining when I saw no effort. So I resolved to toys, pleasuring and jerking, sometimes sitting on t
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Chapter: Playing with FireETHAN'S POVTime paused. Two slick bodies entwined, eyes locked as tension built up.There's doubt and fear clouding us, but lust took better control. We move in sync, building, feeding off each other. A muffled gag escaped her lips when she took me deeper and raw. The sound zips straight to my brain and cascades down to my spine. If I don't take control now, I might not last long enough to enjoy this moment.I pushed her head back and pulled it out of her mouth. I gently lifted and dropped her on the kitchen counter. She sat up, both legs on the kitchen stool top. She spread her legs enough, her entrance teasing me as I stepped back to take in the full view, feeding my eyes.Pleasure surged through me as she deliberately stuck her middle finger into her mouth, suckling on it with the most cruel yet satisfying desire. Her eyes held mine, raw with desire and want. My dick responded impulsively, growing bigger and straining, seeking ways to escape from my pants where it was caged.I str
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