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She's everything he shouldn't want... and yet, she's all he seems to think about. Everyone knows the ancient rule; Never go for your best friend's younger sister. But that's exactly what he did. The problem is... he can't seem to stop. Especially not when she gives his those eyes as he thrust his hard cock into her tight little cunt.
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"Hello..." There was genuine sadness in her voice but I could not be too sure. I reclined in the chair, my feet propped up while keeping a glare at my P.A. I did not understand why she thought I should be the one to handle it. What exactly did the woman say? The static noise of the telephone interrupted my train of thoughts and I remembered I was on a call.
"Sorry...Who is this?"
"I... It doesn't matter. Just come, He needs you."
Her incoherent sentences annoyed me but I probed further since I had not the slightest idea what she meant.
"I'm sorry, Who needs me?"
"Samuel, Your Son." The female voice retorted.
Her answer amused me. This wasn't the first time I had gotten these types of calls but this had to be the most absurd. I had gotten the "I'm carrying your baby" and the "I have our tape" tropes but this, It was comedy gold.
Combing my fingers through my hair, I told her point-blank. "Sorry Miss, You've got the wrong person. I use condoms and there is no way I would have a son that I didn't know existed. I brought the phone down, about to hit the red button when her pleading voice stopped me." I beg you, Nikolas Sica, Samuel needs your blood. He might die soon and I know you don't believe anything I am saying but you have to. Nikolas, you have a son who is dying right now at Petrina Memorial and the only thing that could save him is your blood. Don't let him die..."
There was something in her voice. The desperation–Honesty. She could not be lying but how could I have a son?
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In love with my brother's best friend Ten
Charlotte’s POVThe air was thick and smelled like old coffee and bleach. I blinked, trying to clear the fog from my head, but everything felt heavy. This wasn’t my room. This wasn’t Matthew’s room either. The walls were a sickly shade of grey, peeling at the corners, and the light overhead flickered with a buzzing sound that made my teeth ache.I knew this place. I knew the way the linoleum floor felt under my shoes and the way the distant sound of a radio played static-heavy music. It was a police station.How did I get here? I tried to turn around, but a heavy hand landed on my shoulder. It wasn't a gentle touch. It was firm and cold."Keep moving," a voice barked behind me.I stumbled forward, my heart hammering against my ribs. I wanted to scream, to ask what was going on, but my throat felt like it was filled with sand. I couldn't make a sound. The person behind me shoved me again, harder this time, and I went flying through an open door.The heavy iron gate slammed shut with a
آخر تحديث : 2026-05-09In love with my brother's best friend Nine
Charlotte’s POVI kicked the duvet off my legs for the tenth time tonight. My room was dead quiet, the kind of silence that usually makes me fall asleep in seconds, but tonight it felt like the walls were closing in on me. The air conditioning was humming at full blast, yet I felt like I was burning up.It was all his fault. Matthew.Every time I closed my eyes, I wasn't in my room anymore. I was back in his arms. I could still feel the way his hands gripped my waist and the rough texture of his voice when he whispered my name. My skin felt like it was on fire just thinking about the way he looked at me that night. It wasn't just a casual hookup; it felt like a collision. And now, hours later, the phantom sensation of his touch was making me ache in places I didn’t even want to admit to myself.I groaned and rolled onto my stomach, burying my face in the pillow. “Stop it, Char,” I muttered into the fabric. “Get a grip.”But my brain wasn't listening. It kept replaying that one moment
آخر تحديث : 2026-05-09In love with my brother's best friend Eight
Charlotte The morning came with more noise than the day before.I could hear voices in the corridor before I had fully woken up, someone laughing, a door closing, the particular kind of energy that moves through a building when everyone inside it is preparing for something. I lay still for a moment and let the sounds settle around me, and then I remembered what day it was and got up.Scott's wedding was tomorrow. Today was the last full day before everything changed, and the resort knew it. By the time I came downstairs, the lobby had already shifted into a different register, louder and warmer, with clusters of people gathered near the entrance and a steady movement of new arrivals coming through the doors with overnight bags and bright expressions. I recognised some faces from photographs Scott had shown me over the years and others I had never seen before, and all of them carried the same easy excitement that comes with being somewhere celebratory with people you are glad to see.
آخر تحديث : 2026-04-10In love with my brother's best friend Seven
Charlotte The sunlight came through the curtains before I was ready for it.I lay still for a moment, staring at the ceiling, listening to the quiet of the room and letting my mind catch up with the rest of me. The sheets were soft and the pillow still carried the faint warmth of the night before, and for exactly three seconds I felt completely at ease, the way you only do when you are half-awake and the world has not yet had a chance to remind you of anything important.Then it did.I turned my head slowly to the other side of the bed and found it empty, the indent still there in the pillow, the duvet pulled slightly to that side. Matthew was gone, which was both a relief and something else I did not have a name for yet. I sat up carefully, pulling the sheet around me, and looked at the room in the early morning light. Everything was exactly as it should be. Nothing had been broken or overturned. The world had continued to exist in its usual arrangement and yet something felt fun
آخر تحديث : 2026-04-10
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