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Secret Marriage To My Brother's Best friend Book 3: chapter 5
"I’m Liam.” His voice is deep, soothing, like a smooth velvet blanket to lay on. The sound of it makes me want to burrow under him.“Umm. I’m Lily.” I say in my most shy voice. He grins at me, flashing those perfect white teeth, revealing a perfect set of concave dimples. Without mincing words, he’s just about the sexiest thing I’ve ever seen.“What did my friend tell you?” I ask, my eyes scanning the room for Christie and finding no sign of her. Leave it to her to put you in the most uncomfortable of situations.“Doesn’t matter honestly.”“It does to me.” I say, brazenly.“She asked me to come talk to you if I liked you…and here we are.”My heart leaps in my chest.He likes me. Oh boy. Here I go again, allowing myself to get deceived by the sweet words of a hot man. Well, maybe not the first–that was Luke–but what’s a lady supposed to do when a guy likehimshows interest?“Thanks. I couldn’t help but notice you came alone. Why?”He sighs. “I’m new here. I was supposed to come with my f
Huling Na-update : 2025-05-10Secret Marriage To My Brother's Best friend Book 3: chapter 6
His tongue swipes over my nipple again, causing goosebumps to run across my arms and legs. My nails dig into the sheets beneath me as he continues to lick and suck my breasts, his slow pace driving me wild with ecstasy. I whimper softly, unable to contain the pleasurable sensations coursing through me. I want to touch him so bad, and I do. Fumbling with the buttons on his shirt, I pull it apart and push my hands underneath the cotton to caress his strong, lean chest. My fingers continue to explore every arch, every dip and curve. The warmth of his body ignites me and I gasp when his hands cup my butt.He pushes me deeper into the mattress gently, settling on top of me and hovering above me. He smirks as he sees the flush coloring my cheeks. Our gazes meet again and the hungry heat within him fills the air around us. His fingertips inch their way up my thighs and I almost sob at the feeling.“How can I please you?” I whisper, wanting nothing more but to make him feel as good as I feel.
Huling Na-update : 2025-05-10Secret Marriage To My Brother's Best friend Book 3: chapter 7
LiamSIX MONTHS LATER…..Apparently, getting a cup of coffee and something to eat in New York city is now a herculean task. Bake Shark, my favorite food truck/semi restaurant, has always been a beehive of activity with long waiting times. Thirty minutes in and I’m only just reaching the front of the line. I heave a sigh of relief as I finally get to the front of the queue. The attendant pokes her head out of the drive through.“Welcome to Bake Shark, sir. May I take your order?”“The regular, Betty.” I respond, giving her a curt nod. Usually, we’d exchange pleasantries and catch up on everything and anything, but with the long line of hungry people behind me, and the amount of time I’ve pretty much wasted waiting means I can’t afford to. Betty, a sweet redhead with dark brown eyes, a pretty face and a killer body to match—looks disappointed by my lack of conversation as she scribbles down on her pad. She nods anyway before heading back inside.One good thing about my time in the Navy
Huling Na-update : 2025-05-10Secret Marriage To My Brother's Best friend Book 3: chapter 8
Liam“Thank you so much.”That must be the one millionth time I’ve used that phrase tonight. I’ve shook so many hands and forced so many smiles, that the muscles on my cheeks and arms are starting to hurt but damn I love parties. I mean who doesn't? It’s the grand opening of my art gallery. Soft, classical music flows from speakers in the corner and the room is bathed in warm, flickering light.The room is packed full of guests, dressed to the nines in designer clothes and jewelry with greetings, congratulations and handshakes flying in my direction as I move between the crowd. My eyes settle on one of the more prominent guests standing in a group off to the side. I stop dead in my tracks and smile. She's stunning. Long hair, deep blue dress and flawless makeup, but even without makeup her beauty rivals that of some of the most beautiful women I've ever seen in person. My grin only widens when she notices me looking at her and offers an inviting, if slightly awkward wave. I make my wa
Huling Na-update : 2025-05-10Secret Marriage To My Brother's Best friend Book 3: chapter 9
LilyMy elder brother is home for the first time in over six months. That means I’m being forced to join in at a family dinner, where I’m dead certain my mom will act like she’s been the perfect mother, and our mother-daughter relationship is the greatest thing on earth.As I step into the dining room, the aroma of freshly cooked pasta fills the air. The table is elegantly set with fine china and polished silverware. Candles flicker, casting a soft glow over the room, creating an atmosphere that should be warm and inviting.However, there is an underlying tension that lingers, like an unwelcome guest at this family dinner. No one else seems to feel it though, aside from the ‘black sheep’ of the family. On days like this I wish my dad was here, sometimes I wish it was my mom who passed away all those years ago and not him, but my wishing has changed nothing, and it never will, so I’m just learning to live with it, as terrible as it gets at times.My mother sits at the head of the table
Huling Na-update : 2025-05-10Secret Marriage To My Brother's Best friend Book 3: chapter 10
Dean shakes his head sadly. “It’s okay.” He says softly, before picking up his cutlery. “Let’s eat shall we?”Mom scoffs and rolls her eyes, but she also picks up her own fork. “Of course. You two haven’t touched your meal. It’s getting cold!”We start eating, the silence tense, but it’s short lived. After a few minutes of uncomfortable silence, my mom breaks it. She clears her throat, her voice a tad shaky. “So what does Christie do?”“She owns a boutique. Unlike some of us, she doesn’t have the luxury of a trust fund so she can’t sleep around and waste her time on random men.” I respond, offering her my best impression of a warm smile. I can tell I hit a nerve with that one. I can see Dean looking at me from the corner of his eye. He slides a hand over mine, rubbing circles at the back of my palm and I give him a reassuring smile in response.“Wow. Impressive. Good to know that she’s doing well. Unlike some people.”Her tone is almost mocking, and my gut clenches uncomfortably. I ca
Huling Na-update : 2025-05-10Secret Marriage To My Brother's Best friend Book 3: chapter 11
LiamToday has to be the most gloomy day ever. The skies are gray as can be, and the temperature is so cold it’s like being at a funeral for all but the dead. It’s miserable. My art gallery is almost empty and devoid of life save for myself and a few staff.The art gallery, typically an inspiring haven, feels unusually stifling today. Its pristine white walls, adorned with masterpieces, are flanked by grand crystal chandeliers overhead, casting a faint, almost ghostly light. Even the marble floor looks dreary, despite the polished shine that coats its surface.My fingers absentmindedly graze the deep blue upholstery of the couch, a stark contrast to the gallery's opulence. The usual buzz of art enthusiasts has vanished, replaced by an eerie silence that only adds to the gloomy atmosphere that’s enveloped the gallery like a cloak.The artwork on the walls, once vibrant and evocative, now appears lifeless. The chandeliers, once resplendent, emit a subdued radiance, mirroring my melancho
Huling Na-update : 2025-05-10Secret Marriage To My Brother's Best friend Book 3: chapter 12
LilyThe road to the CEO’s office is a long one, not least because my mind keeps playing with different ways and reasons why I won’t get the job:“You’re late Ms. Sanders. I’m afraid you don’t fit our requirements for this job.”... “You’re unqualified Ms. Sanders, your CV lacks experience for the role.”... “You’re wrongly dressed Ms. Sanders, you’re not applying for the role of a pole dancer in a clubhouse.”Shit! My eyes dart down towards my chest. Sure enough I can see the pink tinge of my bra through my black camisole. With a heavy sigh, I pull up the hem of my shirt to cover it and put on my best expression of a ‘I’m the best candidate for this job’ face. A few more languid steps, heavy breaths and a slight stumble on the last step later and I’m right in front of his office.I dither for a minute with my hand on the door handle. The thought of entering the office makes me want to gag. A couple of ‘what if’s’ play through my head that end with my mom’s derisive laughter echoing aro
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Secret Marriage To My Brother's Best friend Book 3: chapter 14
“The night I caught you making out with my ex-boyfriend at his apartment. Do you regret it?” I repeat, staring at Jess as though daring her to deny it. The room falls silent, save for Christie's soft giggles which I ignore. There is a slight shift in the atmosphere. I notice that Tanya and Annabelle tense up.“I do. I swear I do.” She mumbles, her face morphing into her best genuine expression. If I wasn’t so pissed at her and everyone else, I might actually believe her. But I know better than to trust anyone right now. Especially her. And especially when she’s got a fake look plastered all over her beautiful face.“But you two still had sex after that night. Didn’t you?”There is an awkward moment where everyone just stares at each other until Christie finally breaks it. “Lily—”“Christie please. Don’t butt in.” I cut her off, shaking my head in disbelief.“You’ve had your question. She’s not obliged to answer you anymore.” Annabelle states, her voice laced with annoyance.My eyes st
Secret Marriage To My Brother's Best friend Book 3: chapter 13
LilyI never liked sleepovers. Why would any grown adult be excited about the prospect of being sandwiched in the same apartment with four other ladies, three of whom you’ve not seen in quite a long while, and you’ve always had a strained relationship with?Well apparently, Christie doesn’t share any of my concerns. She’s sitting on her bed in only her pajama pants, with a huge grin that says she’s got all the fun to herself. Back in the university days, there were five of us: Myself, Christie, Tanya, Annabelle and Jessica. We were as tight as a little sisterhood could be. But slowly as with all good relationships, time wore it away and we drifted apart with me and Christie sticking together, and the rest of the crew drifting off into one direction or another.It didn’t help that I never did like Jessica or the rest of the girls besides Christie, but I did manage to fake it pretty well until we graduated. I had always felt Jessica was more loyal to her hormones than our friendship and
Secret Marriage To My Brother's Best friend Book 3: chapter 12
LilyThe road to the CEO’s office is a long one, not least because my mind keeps playing with different ways and reasons why I won’t get the job:“You’re late Ms. Sanders. I’m afraid you don’t fit our requirements for this job.”... “You’re unqualified Ms. Sanders, your CV lacks experience for the role.”... “You’re wrongly dressed Ms. Sanders, you’re not applying for the role of a pole dancer in a clubhouse.”Shit! My eyes dart down towards my chest. Sure enough I can see the pink tinge of my bra through my black camisole. With a heavy sigh, I pull up the hem of my shirt to cover it and put on my best expression of a ‘I’m the best candidate for this job’ face. A few more languid steps, heavy breaths and a slight stumble on the last step later and I’m right in front of his office.I dither for a minute with my hand on the door handle. The thought of entering the office makes me want to gag. A couple of ‘what if’s’ play through my head that end with my mom’s derisive laughter echoing aro
Secret Marriage To My Brother's Best friend Book 3: chapter 11
LiamToday has to be the most gloomy day ever. The skies are gray as can be, and the temperature is so cold it’s like being at a funeral for all but the dead. It’s miserable. My art gallery is almost empty and devoid of life save for myself and a few staff.The art gallery, typically an inspiring haven, feels unusually stifling today. Its pristine white walls, adorned with masterpieces, are flanked by grand crystal chandeliers overhead, casting a faint, almost ghostly light. Even the marble floor looks dreary, despite the polished shine that coats its surface.My fingers absentmindedly graze the deep blue upholstery of the couch, a stark contrast to the gallery's opulence. The usual buzz of art enthusiasts has vanished, replaced by an eerie silence that only adds to the gloomy atmosphere that’s enveloped the gallery like a cloak.The artwork on the walls, once vibrant and evocative, now appears lifeless. The chandeliers, once resplendent, emit a subdued radiance, mirroring my melancho
Secret Marriage To My Brother's Best friend Book 3: chapter 10
Dean shakes his head sadly. “It’s okay.” He says softly, before picking up his cutlery. “Let’s eat shall we?”Mom scoffs and rolls her eyes, but she also picks up her own fork. “Of course. You two haven’t touched your meal. It’s getting cold!”We start eating, the silence tense, but it’s short lived. After a few minutes of uncomfortable silence, my mom breaks it. She clears her throat, her voice a tad shaky. “So what does Christie do?”“She owns a boutique. Unlike some of us, she doesn’t have the luxury of a trust fund so she can’t sleep around and waste her time on random men.” I respond, offering her my best impression of a warm smile. I can tell I hit a nerve with that one. I can see Dean looking at me from the corner of his eye. He slides a hand over mine, rubbing circles at the back of my palm and I give him a reassuring smile in response.“Wow. Impressive. Good to know that she’s doing well. Unlike some people.”Her tone is almost mocking, and my gut clenches uncomfortably. I ca
Secret Marriage To My Brother's Best friend Book 3: chapter 9
LilyMy elder brother is home for the first time in over six months. That means I’m being forced to join in at a family dinner, where I’m dead certain my mom will act like she’s been the perfect mother, and our mother-daughter relationship is the greatest thing on earth.As I step into the dining room, the aroma of freshly cooked pasta fills the air. The table is elegantly set with fine china and polished silverware. Candles flicker, casting a soft glow over the room, creating an atmosphere that should be warm and inviting.However, there is an underlying tension that lingers, like an unwelcome guest at this family dinner. No one else seems to feel it though, aside from the ‘black sheep’ of the family. On days like this I wish my dad was here, sometimes I wish it was my mom who passed away all those years ago and not him, but my wishing has changed nothing, and it never will, so I’m just learning to live with it, as terrible as it gets at times.My mother sits at the head of the table
Secret Marriage To My Brother's Best friend Book 3: chapter 8
Liam“Thank you so much.”That must be the one millionth time I’ve used that phrase tonight. I’ve shook so many hands and forced so many smiles, that the muscles on my cheeks and arms are starting to hurt but damn I love parties. I mean who doesn't? It’s the grand opening of my art gallery. Soft, classical music flows from speakers in the corner and the room is bathed in warm, flickering light.The room is packed full of guests, dressed to the nines in designer clothes and jewelry with greetings, congratulations and handshakes flying in my direction as I move between the crowd. My eyes settle on one of the more prominent guests standing in a group off to the side. I stop dead in my tracks and smile. She's stunning. Long hair, deep blue dress and flawless makeup, but even without makeup her beauty rivals that of some of the most beautiful women I've ever seen in person. My grin only widens when she notices me looking at her and offers an inviting, if slightly awkward wave. I make my wa
Secret Marriage To My Brother's Best friend Book 3: chapter 7
LiamSIX MONTHS LATER…..Apparently, getting a cup of coffee and something to eat in New York city is now a herculean task. Bake Shark, my favorite food truck/semi restaurant, has always been a beehive of activity with long waiting times. Thirty minutes in and I’m only just reaching the front of the line. I heave a sigh of relief as I finally get to the front of the queue. The attendant pokes her head out of the drive through.“Welcome to Bake Shark, sir. May I take your order?”“The regular, Betty.” I respond, giving her a curt nod. Usually, we’d exchange pleasantries and catch up on everything and anything, but with the long line of hungry people behind me, and the amount of time I’ve pretty much wasted waiting means I can’t afford to. Betty, a sweet redhead with dark brown eyes, a pretty face and a killer body to match—looks disappointed by my lack of conversation as she scribbles down on her pad. She nods anyway before heading back inside.One good thing about my time in the Navy
Secret Marriage To My Brother's Best friend Book 3: chapter 6
His tongue swipes over my nipple again, causing goosebumps to run across my arms and legs. My nails dig into the sheets beneath me as he continues to lick and suck my breasts, his slow pace driving me wild with ecstasy. I whimper softly, unable to contain the pleasurable sensations coursing through me. I want to touch him so bad, and I do. Fumbling with the buttons on his shirt, I pull it apart and push my hands underneath the cotton to caress his strong, lean chest. My fingers continue to explore every arch, every dip and curve. The warmth of his body ignites me and I gasp when his hands cup my butt.He pushes me deeper into the mattress gently, settling on top of me and hovering above me. He smirks as he sees the flush coloring my cheeks. Our gazes meet again and the hungry heat within him fills the air around us. His fingertips inch their way up my thighs and I almost sob at the feeling.“How can I please you?” I whisper, wanting nothing more but to make him feel as good as I feel.
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