All Chapters of Fall in love with my sister-in-law.: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

The thoughts that come to me don’t bother me because I’m sure she and mybrother are not in love. All the more so because this moment looks at me like an enchanted doc I hold her hand and run my fingers over her. I'm sure she likes it since he does not move away, he does not protest, he does not reject me.A very unusual bride. She allows her husband's brother to be like this inappropriately holding hands, not laughing like any bride should the day before his wedding work, he just looks at me timidly. I wouldn't say that she is some poor thing, some poor girl, something in her is strong, impressive as soon as she attracted me like this at first, but also ... dare I say ... damaged.I am the last person who can condemn her, I can only condemn her to understand.She pulls away from me though as if she's afraid I'll read it and this one the hour becomes the purpose of my stay in this house. The alarm on my cell phone ring and remind me it’s

It's morning and as usual my alarm rings at eight so I turn it off and turn it on are on the other side. The ottoman is empty, Victor doesn't seem to be at all returned home. I know who she’s with so I don’t worry at all. I just hope so he smoothed everything out. I change from a nightgown into leggings and a tunic and go downstairs to breakfast. On the way down my son that Blake is there somewhere and that I have to a little put in order. How to make your own body not react so strangely to him? A question I don't have an answer to yet. There is no one in the kitchen, our hostess Melody comes around noon because lunch we already have prepared. I slowly take the butter and honey out of the fridge, I place slices of bread on a plate and place them on the counter while my tea is brewing. I seem to have delved into my thoughts and smeared butter on the bread because I didn't feel anyone in the room with me. "Where's your husband, sister-in-law?" I froze and stopped with

While Callum Scott sings his song “Dancing On My Own,” I’m finally done. I stare once more pleased with what I see, which is my imagination created, having the best inspiration for my tormented soul. I look per hour so I find that I have been drawing in a trance for almost three hours. I go down to the kitchen to eat something quickly, I throw myself on the sofa and I write an e-mail to colleagues from my firm that I plan to resign. Otherwise, on weekends, I don’t reach for my cell phone for work, but now I feel the need to get everything done as quickly as possible. What an hour behind, while almost napping on on the sofa, Samantha enters the room by herself. She paused for a moment when she saw me, but was encouraged so I see that he will sit next to me and make himself comfortable. "What are you looking at?" He addressed me quite bravely and boldly because he had never done so before the first conversation did not begin. "You." "I mean, on TV."

Everyone wants to see the new boss Blake currently standing on legs, slightly apart, arms close to the body, while gaze crosses over of his subjects. I look here and there at his profile. I'll have to watch it every day and I know it won’t be easy for me. Victor finished his presentation on profits and contracted jobsfirms in this quarter, so the father-in-law takes the floor and appears before employees."Dear colleagues, see that the day has come for me to leave, and yes young hopes and strengths come. In my place comes my son Blake, Victor will go to Procurement and Samantha to the Administration. I trust them completely and I have no doubt you will have good cooperation with them. Thank you all for your dedicated work in our company. "Applause filled the hall, after which Blake stepped forward and began his speech, measured and serious."Thank you all once again for the welcome. From tomorrow we start by getting to know each other. I believe m

The night is long for me, insomnia torments me again as I call to mind Samantha's appearance, to calm me down at least a little. All sorts of nonsense to me come to mind, nothing strange, but one thing becomes clearer to me. Touch yes. Sex is not. I would have to stop taking pills for that. And I can't do that to do, I must not expose her to it.What the fuck are you thinking about having sex with your brother's wife, you lunatic? Like she would allow anything! Like you can do it! That voice again.So what, I can at least imagine. It's a sin, but I don't have a ticket anyway for paradise, not even for purgatory.At least I indulge in fantasies, in which she is there next to me and she lets me touch her. Just that, I don't need to feel anything anymore either it just calms me down so easily and lets me fall asleep. In the morning only the three of us go to Victor's car to work, he's old today at the doctor's office. Samantha receives the doorknob to sit behind, s