2. Brother Fiance

[POV Adrian]

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I opened the door to my apartment room and greeted a sexy girl who was standing in front of it.

I gave that angel my trademark smile. "Good morning, lovely."

She looks stunning in an olive blouse and a black vest jacket with thick fur in the middle.

The sweet little eyes with light amber studs followed me until they came to a halt at the only part of my body that was covered by the cloth. Her thin, sensual lips twitched with a small chuckle. She brushed her wavy blonde hair back, allowing her thin face to shine through.

"Are you serious?" she sarcastically inquired.

I kept an eye on my body. "I'm sorry, I forgot to put on clothes."

She stormed into the kitchen as if it were her own apartment. "I can't come here every day to wake you up!"

I followed her out and shut the door.

She is Estefany Reine, daughter of a friend of my late father. Fany understands me better than anyone else. She's like a member of my own family, the family I adore.

I leaned back in my bar stool, rubbing the back of my neck. She was frantically preparing breakfast. I'm waiting for the sound that will make my heart stop racing. She would undoubtedly discuss something.

"When did you want to be an adult?" she inquired.

"Why?" I asked, hoping to elicit another chirp from her.

"For your own benefit. At the very least, take a fresh shower." Her tone was harsh, but it was still sweet. "You're twenty-five years old now."

I nodded and took the mug of hot coffee she handed me.

She wanted to say something but couldn't because of another girl's sobbing. I'd forgotten we weren't alone in this room.

The blonde haired girl on the bed drew the blanket around her.

"Adrian!" Fanny snapped, disdainfully looking at me. "She—"

I ask, "Are you familiar with her?"

"Her name is Melissa—"

So she's Fany's friend, then. I put on a sorry expression. "I had no idea she was your friend. You are free to take her home. I'll never see her again."

My shoulders were pushed back by Fany. "Stop joking. Do you recognize her? "In hushed tones, she inquired.

"Is this a question that, if answered correctly, will make me wealthy?"

"Adrian, oh my God! She's your brother's bridesmaid!" Fany stroked her brow and placed one hand on her waist. "What if your brother finds out? Dear God, please forgive this heinous sin."

"As long as we keep quiet, he won't know."

"God knows, Adrian Bened!" She snarled.

Melissa's voice made us all turn our heads. "Fany? What are you doing here?" Melissa inquired, approaching us while wrapped in a blanket. "It's not what you think. Everything can be explained."

They were arguing with each other. I know they adore my brother and even worship him as if he were a god, and it's a thrilling spectacle to watch.

Their conversation reminded me of everything. My family and Melisa's family got together last night at a fancy restaurant to celebrate Alfred and Melisa's engagement. Suddenly, Fany appeared at the restaurant's door, crying like a cat asking for milk.

Brother's engagement was causing quite a stir. Alfred tries to calm Fany, which confuses Melisa's family. Al told me to take Melisa home to her apartment because ours was a one-way street.

Melisa complained about her future husband on the way and ended up in the pub in front of my apartment. The rest of the time, we went to our room and had a good time.

"It's all a mistake." Melisa clutched Fanny's palms tightly as she sobbed, causing her face to crumple. "Please, please, please do not tell Alfred. I adore him more than anything else."

Fany shook her head slowly as she let go of Melisa's grip, a pitying look on her face. "I can't keep this all a secret—"

Melisa begged, "Please Fan. I don't want this relationship to fail. Please, please, for—"

"It's not like that," Fany replied. "However, he's in—"

We were forced to remain silent when the apartment door opened from the outside. A dashing man in a dark blue shirt and a black suit walked in.

When he saw Melisa wrapped in my thick blanket, his steps froze, and those almond-shaped eyes looked at me with disgust.

I spit out coffee all of a sudden. What brings Alfred here?

The veins on the short man's temples, forehead, and neck were clearly visible as his chest rose and fell. I'm sure he's planning to kill me right now.

"First, I take a bath." I ran away, giving him some space to think.

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