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Twisted Desires: My Brother's Best friend PROLOGUE
Ava My heart raced as I watched my brother's friend, Caspian, leaning casually against the staircase railing, looking every bit like a model. He was deep in conversation with a young woman, and I couldn’t help but feel jealous as she playfully touched him and flashed a flirtatious smile I bit my bottom lip, desperately wishing she would stop her amorous advances and let him be. Caspian Wright. A name everyone knows. The most handsome and desirable man on earth, the ideal type for anyone, and the youngest billionaire CEO of Wright Enterprises. It's no wonder he's admired and adored by so many. I gulped down my last of strawberry drink and scanned the bustling party, reaching for another beverage. Just as I grabbed a glass of beer, Marcel, my older brother and the birthday boy, appeared out of nowhere, snatching the filled glass from my hand. This annoying brother of mine also happens to be Capian's best friend and his personal assistant at work. "Oh, come on!" I groaned, p
Last Updated : 2025-03-08Twisted Desires: My Brother's Best friend That Night
Ava5 YEARS LATERAccording to my research and conversations with friends, the quickest way to move on from a crush is to open yourself up to someone new, replacing the old object of your affection with a fresh connection.And that's why I accepted Patrick into my life, a man who loves me dearly.A year and some months have passed, but the memory of our first meeting still feels incredibly fresh. I had stopped by my brother's workplace to drop off a document he'd left at home, and that's when I accidentally bumped into Patrick. That fateful encounter sparked our love story.As I sipped my afternoon coffee to the soothing melody of a slow song, I stared at my laptop screen, editing the first draft of my poem, which I was supposed to submit before the day ended.My phone suddenly beeped, interrupting my work. It was a message from Patrick: "Let's meet tonight at my place.""Okay, sweetie," I replied, brushing off the unusual tone of his message. Normally, he would call me those cheesy,
Last Updated : 2025-03-09Twisted Desires: My Brother's Best friend The Idea
Ava"Calm down, Marcel. I... I can explain," I stuttered, instinctively stepping back, knowing my brother’s fiery temper all too well."But aren't you dating Patrick or whatever his name is?" my mother inquired from behind us."I broke up with him," I confessed, biting my bottom lip nervously. "He had a fiancée... he has been using me the whole time.""What the hell! I swear I'll deal with that jerk, but only after I'm done with Caspian," Marcel seethed, his breath heavy with anger."You don't have to worry about them," I sighed."I will because you're my sister. Anyway, you're coming with me!" Marcel growled, grabbing my hand and leading me out."Where are we going to?" I asked, trying to keep up with his pace."Shut up, Ava!" he snarled, shooting me a glare that sent me quiet instantly.Marcel hailed a taxi, which dropped us off at his company building. The scene that awaited us nearly made us retreat: swarms of reporters, armed with cameras and microphones, alongside obsessive fang
Last Updated : 2025-03-09Twisted Desires: My Brother's Best friend Sweet Lies
AvaCaspian flashed a brief, satisfied smirk and nodded. "Good decision, Ava. Now, come with me," he said, approaching me and taking my hand."Where are we going?" I asked, glancing between him and my confused brother, who wore a scowl of irritation."Don't you want the reporters gone?" Caspian asked, furrowing his brow. "They're obviously waiting for us, and they won't leave until we give them a statement."I pulled my hand free from his. "You don't need to hold my hand through this. We're not exactly a couple, so there's no need to pretend to be the perfect boyfriend."I left before he could respond, my brother following closely behind. As we stepped into the elevator, Caspian joined us, adjusting his tie with a practiced gesture, his poker face unwavering. When the doors slid open next, my eyes met Patrick’s."Hold my hand," I whispered to Caspian, taking his calloused yet warm hand and intertwining our fingers."Good day, sir," Patrick greeted, offering a respectful bow as his eye
Last Updated : 2025-03-09Twisted Desires: My Brother's Best friend The Acceptance
Caspian"You're quite dressed up for a fake girlfriend, don't you think?" I asked, my gaze traveling over Ava's stunning, sparkling black dress that featured a tasteful side slit and matching black heels.She rolled her eyes, reluctantly taking my outstretched hand. "I'm just trying to impress your parents, that's all. Don't read too much into it."We quietly made our way inside. My parents were seated, my mother enjoying a slice of apple while my father scrolled through his phone."Oh my goodness!" My mother chuckled, standing up and rushing toward Ava. "You're here!"She smiled brightly, nodding her head. "Yes, Mrs. Wright.""Nonsense!" she laughed. "Call me 'Mother.' You look really beautiful, dear."Ava's expression shifted slightly, but she simply murmured a thank you and allowed my excited mother to lead her away. My mother seemed more excited to see Ava than her own son, whom she hadn't seen in person for two months."Ava Thompson?" my father asked, observing her."Yes, sir," A
Last Updated : 2025-03-10Twisted Desires: My Brother's Best friend The Purpose
Ava Standing beside Mrs. Wright, I couldn't help but stare at the mesmerizing dance of her knife as she chopped the vegetables with precision and ease. The smooth, fluid motions were a testament to her years of experience in the kitchen. I, on the other hand, was struggling to dice the onion, my eyes already stinging from the pungent fumes. As our eyes met, Mrs. Wright gave me a warm, gentle smile. I quickly looked away, feeling a flush rise to my cheeks. The silence between us stretched, and my awkwardness grew with each passing moment. "You seem to be having trouble chopping the onion," she observed, her voice kind and non-judgmental. My eyes dropped to the onion, and I was surprised to see that I had only managed to chop a small portion of it. My eyes were already watering, and I felt a sense of relief at the prospect of finishing the task and escaping the awkwardness of the moment. I just stood there, feeling utterly useless. Mrs. Wright smiled kindly and said, "Don't worry
Last Updated : 2025-04-01Twisted Desires: My Brother's Best friend Out of the blue
AvaI felt a shiver run down my spine as Caspian's eyes seemed to burn with an inner intensity. His voice was low and husky, sending tremors through my body. I tried to maintain my casual tone, but my heart was racing so fast and hard that I could hear and feel it against my chest."What are you warning me against, Caspian?" I finally asked, my voice barely above a whisper. I could feel the tension between us building, like a spark waiting to ignite.Caspian's eyes narrowed, his jaw clenched in a tight line. "Don't play games with me, Ava," he growled, his voice low and menacing. "I'm not in the mood."I felt a surge of anger at his words, but I pushed it aside, trying to understand why the hell I was feeling like I was drowning in the depths of his eyes? Those beautiful gray-colored eyes.I bit my bottom lip, trying to process the mix of emotions swirling inside me. I couldn't believe I was feeling this way after all these years? I thought everything had changed so what was this forc
Last Updated : 2025-04-02Twisted Desires: My Brother's Best friend Mr (W)right
CaspianI gazed at Ava, concern etched on my face. She was staring blankly ahead, her eyes glassy and unresponsive. Her hands were clenched into fists, and her feet were tapping impatiently on the floor. I could sense her agitation, but I had no idea what was causing it."Ava, what's wrong?" I asked, trying to keep my voice gentle.At first, she didn't respond. Then, in a low, husky tone, she muttered, "Call my brother."I frowned, taken aback by her request. "Ava, I'm here. You don't need to call your brother. Just tell me what's going on."But she wouldn't budge. "Call Marcel," she insisted, her voice rising. "Call him now."I sighed, trying to placate her. I pulled out my phone and dialed Marcel's number, but it went straight to voicemail.I turned to Ava, who was watching me with an anxious expression. "Your brother isn't picking up. Can you tell me what's going on?"She bit her bottom lip, shifting uncomfortably in her seat. I could see the tension radiating from her body, but I
Last Updated : 2025-04-02
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Twisted Desires: My Brother's Best friend Big brother knows...
AvaThat morning, I was seated at the dining table, eating my mother's homemade delicacies. The aroma of freshly baked bread and spiced stew filled the room, a comforting presence amidst the chaos of my thoughts. I was eating for two now, and my mother ensured I never missed a meal.The front door creaked open, and Marcel stepped in. He looked exhausted—dark circles under his eyes, shoulders slumped, his usual confident stride replaced with a weary shuffle."Where are you coming from?" I asked, concern lacing my voice.He didn't respond immediately, instead sinking into the chair opposite me with a heavy sigh."Where's Mom?" he inquired, avoiding my gaze."She went to the grocery store to get some things," I replied. "But Marcel, where have you been?"He hesitated, then muttered, "I was at Caspian's place."My fork paused mid-air. "What? Why would you go there?"He rubbed his temples, clearly battling a headache. "I was drunk... I didn't even know how I got there."He looked up, eyes
Twisted Desires: My Brother's Best friend Sweetest Family
CaspianThat morning, Dolly's incessant chatter delayed me more than I had anticipated. Her excitement about being back was endearing, but I was eager to escape the confines of our conversation and immerse myself in work.Upon arriving at the office, I dove into tasks. With Clara and Marcel gone, I'd hired a new personal assistant to help navigate the chaos. She was efficient, and her presence brought a semblance of normalcy.As evening approached, the familiar ache returned. Then, I decided to visit my usual bar. I had barely stepped into the bar when I saw him — Marcel. He was sitting alone at the counter, a glass in his hand, half-empty. My stomach clenched instantly. I hadn’t seen him since the day he broke my face in front of the entire company. A day I’ll never forget — and honestly, I deserved it.The moment our eyes locked, his jaw tensed. No smirk. No friendly stare. Just a cold, hollow stare that burned right through me.I turned to leave. I didn’t need this. I couldn’t
Twisted Desires: My Brother's Best friend He never changed
AvaI hadn’t slept all night.No matter how many times I closed my eyes or shifted positions, sleep just wouldn’t come. My mind wouldn’t stop racing—memories, thoughts, regrets, everything spiraling through my head like a storm I couldn’t quiet.So I just lay there, still as stone, eyes fixed on the ceiling, pretending to sleep in the darkness.Then I heard the soft creak of the door opening. Footsteps. Familiar. Careful. My mom.I didn’t move.She came closer and sat on the edge of the bed. I could feel her presence without opening my eyes. Her fingers brushed softly against my face, then ran through my hair, tucking a strand behind my ear. I almost broke then."I'm really sorry I never knew about what you were facing," she whispered, her voice tender and aching.I wanted to respond. God, I wanted to say something. But I couldn’t. I stayed still, kept my breathing slow, pretending to be asleep. I wasn’t ready to speak. I wasn’t ready to cry in front of her.Eventually, she stood up a
Twisted Desires: My Brother's Best friend DAY FIFTEEN
CaspianIt’s been fifteen days. Fifteen days since everything fell apart. Fifteen days since the divorce papers were signed, and since I found out about the child. Ava’s child. My child.I still don’t know how to feel about it. I still don’t know how to process it. I didn’t even know what to say when I found out. Part of me was relieved when her mother told me to stay away from Ava and the baby. But another part of me... another part felt like it was all a cruel joke. How did I get here? How did everything spiral so out of control so quickly?I can still hear her voice in my head. “I’m carrying your child, Caspian.” The words echoed in my brain like some kind of broken record, but nothing made sense.She was married to me... for a reason I can’t even understand now. It was all a game, wasn’t it? A lie I let myself believe. A lie I let her believe, too.But damn it, the baby... The baby was real.I hadn’t been eating. I hadn’t been sleeping. The only thing keeping me alive right now wa
Twisted Desires: My Brother's Best friend Pregnancy Test...
AvaI sat up in bed, the morning light filtering through the curtains, casting a soft glow across the room. My eyes landed on the pregnancy test lying on the bedside table. I sighed deeply, my heart heavy with uncertainty.It had been two days since I last spoke to Caspian. Two days of unanswered calls, ignored messages, and sleepless nights. I even reached out to Marcel, hoping he might have seen him, but he hadn't. He mentioned calling Caspian two days ago, and since then, there had been no response.To make matters worse, Joy, our housekeeper, resigned two days ago as well. She didn't give a reason, just left. Everything felt like it was unraveling.I picked up the pregnancy test, turning it over in my hands. The result was clear, but my mind was clouded with doubt and fear. I needed to talk to Caspian, to tell him, to understand what was happening and hear what he has to say. The other part of me knew he would accept me, knowing fully well that the man loves me even if he never de
Twisted Desires: My Brother's Best friend No games!
CaspianI sat back, my fingers gripping the armrest of the car seat as Clara’s words echoed in my mind. She wasn’t playing games anymore. There was something cold in her eyes, something almost… calculated. She had the power to ruin everything—my marriage, my business, my reputation, everything I had worked for. All with a few words.But it wasn’t just the threat of losing my empire that gnawed at me. No, it was her. Clara. The woman sitting across from me, with that self-satisfied smirk on her lips and that contract dangling in front of me like a noose. She wanted me to divorce my wife. My wife, the woman I love, the woman I had vowed to spend the rest of my life with.I couldn’t do it. I wouldn't.But the way Clara spoke, so sure of herself, it was almost as if she had already won."You’ll regret it," she had said earlier, the words haunting me now. "Divorce her, or I’ll expose everything. The world will know that your marriage is a lie."How had I ended up here? How had I let it go
Twisted Desires: My Brother's Best friend Perfect Little Marriage
CaspianI stumbled out of the station, my feet barely able to hold me up. Everything felt like it was spinning around me.Clara. Clara. Fucking Clara.The name rang over and over again in my head like a broken record. My heart hammered against my ribs as I made my way across the parking lot, barely seeing anything. I found Flynn still sitting inside the car, the engine quietly running, waiting patiently for me.Just as I reached the door, my phone started to ring in my pocket.I pulled it out with a trembling hand and froze when I saw the caller ID.Clara.Talk about the devil.But wait, why the hell is she calling me?For a second, I almost let it ring out. Almost.But something inside me—something cold, sharp, furious—made me swipe the green button. I lifted the phone to my ear."Clara," I said, my voice coming out low, rough, and deep enough to make the ground beneath me seem to vibrate.There was a soft little laugh from the other end of the line, airy and sweet."I heard they cau
Twisted Desires: My Brother's Best friend Unfold
CaspianAfter pressing a sweet kiss to Ava’s forehead and murmuring a soft goodbye, I forced myself to leave for work. As much as I wanted to stay with her, to watch over her every second, there were things I needed to handle. Now that the worst of the business crises had been handled, it was time to start tying up the other loose ends — the ones that kept me up at night.The day passed in a blur of meetings, contracts, and handshakes. But the whole time, a heavy weight pressed on my chest. The unfinished business from four months ago—the bastard who dared to touch what was mine.I was typing an email when my phone buzzed loudly on the desk. Glancing at the screen, I froze. It was Commissioner Harris.Finally.I snatched the phone up and answered without hesitation. "Any news?" I asked, voice clipped and low.There was a beat of static before the Commissioner’s voice came through. "Yes. We’ve finally gotten a tip after a month of silence. We have eyes on him now. He won’t escape thi
Twisted Desires: My Brother's Best friend My lover...
AvaBefore I could even recover from the shock of Caspian's kiss, I noticed movement from the side of the stage.Two tall men in sharp black suits — the kind you only see in high-profile events or cheesy romance movies — walked toward me, each carrying an enormous bouquet of red and white roses.The crowd gasped and laughed, the announcer chuckling into the microphone."For the best new poet... and obviously, someone’s very dedicated husband," she said with a wink, and the audience burst into applause again.My jaw dropped as the men stopped right in front of me, bowed slightly, and handed me the flowers. Nestled between the petals was a little card.From Caspian. Always.I turned to look at him, tears blurring my vision again. He just shrugged in that Caspian way — smug, infuriating, beautiful — as if to say, Of course I’d do this. You’re mine.The ceremony wrapped up in a blur. I barely remembered walking backstage, holding the trophy in one hand, the massive bouquet in the other. M
