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Eleven
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2026-05-19 02:25:01
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In love with my brother's best friend Twelve
Charlotte's POVI literally could not stop replaying the scene from Matthew's room in my head.No matter how hard I tried to focus on getting my makeup done or helping with the wedding dress, my mind just kept looping back to that exact moment.More than anything, the words my brother had shouted kept ringing in my ears. He said Matthew was going to treat me like the others. Like the rest of his past fiances.Those words bothered me a lot. Like, a normal amount of brotherly worry is fine, but the way Scott said it made it sound like I was just another name on a very long list. It made my stomach twist into knots.Sitting in the bridal suite, listening to everyone laugh and drink champagne, I felt like I was making a grave mistake of some sort. Like I was blindly walking right into a trap that everyone else could see but me.But honestly?
In love with my brother's best friend Eleven
Matthew's POVI didn't even think about it. The exact second Scott shoved that door open, my body just moved on its own.I stepped right in front of Charlotte, completely blocking her from his sight. I could feel her trembling slightly behind me, and it made my chest tighten. Scott looked absolutely losing it.His face was red, his veins were popping on his neck, and his breathing was so heavy I could hear it from across the room. He looked at me, then tried to peer over my shoulder to glare at Charlotte."What the hell is this, Matthew?" Scott demanded. His voice was shaking, loud enough to wake the whole damn house if he kept it up. "What is happening here? Answer me!""Scott, man, calm down," I said. I kept my voice low, trying to play it cool even though my heart was hammering against my ribs. "We need to speak later. This isn't the time.""Calm down? You're telling me to calm down?" he spat, taking a step closer into my space. "In your room? With my sister? Like this?""Look at t
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
In 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
In 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.
In 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
In love with my brother's best friend Chapter Six
MatthewThe bottle left her lips with a soft, wet pop. A single drop of water clung to her bottom lip before it slid down, tracing a glistening path over her chin, down the elegant line of her throat, and straight between those perfect tits. I watched it disappear into the valley between them like
In love with my brother's best friend Five
CharlotteThere I was, fully naked in the arms of the hottest guy I’d ever seen, and he was adorably shocked by my request to suck him off.“Oh, that’s what strikes you speechless,” I teased him. “Not me stripping naked less than an hour after we met?”“I—”I slipped my arm around his neck and pull
In love with my brother's best friend Four
MatthewWho the fuck is this woman?I could barely remember how to use the key card when we reached the door to the presidential suite. Which I now had to rename. It would probably up honeymoon bookings; nobody wanted to think of Woodrow Wilson on the most romantic trip of their lives.The more imm
In love with my brother's best friend Three
CharlottteThe resort was absolutely ridiculous. There was no other way to describe it. We pulled through the tall wrought iron gates at midnight, and everything inside the stucco perimeter fence was hopping.“I thought this was a quiet seaside vacation spot,” Mom said nervously as she peered out t
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