บททั้งหมดของ Nights With My Husband's Mafia Brother: บทที่ 11 - บทที่ 20

VENESSA'S POV"You look stunning, Vanessa. You can join our table," a young, beautiful woman says as I pass. I halt, feeling inwardly thankful as I had no idea where I was heading anyway. The young woman is in the company of an older woman whose features resembles hers. They both smile warmly when I gaze at them. I take the seat between both."I am Helen, Oren's aunt. This is Lyla, my daughter," the older woman introduces. "Nice to meet you both," I say as I shake their manicured hands. "I bet that your husband is feeling bitter that Weiss made you look better. He is such a loser," Lyla comments.It's a relief to learn that not everyone is on the side of Marcus. Maybe it's just his mother since she needs me to remain a babysitter."Did you two have a fight?" the older woman, Helen, asks."Yes. It wasn't about my dress though," I answer. "What was it about?" she curiosly asks. "You can trust us to keep a secret."I do not trust them to keep a secret. But I am not losing anything b

VENESSA'S POVI pace across the wide space of my lavish guestroom, a thousands thoughts running through my mind. I thought I would earn something from redesigning this Manor but it turns out that I will only be repaying a piece of the loan. Perhaps I should kidnap his aunt Helen since he didn't seem to have a great relationship with his mother. Or I can steal all the expensive outfits in the closet, sell and disappear forever. It would be good for his unborn child not to grow up surrounded by bitter people. My husband hasn't come after me since he received a call from Bianca. He didn't tell me what it was about which confirms my suspicions that they have been secretly friends. I am now regretting trusting her with my secrets.Helen and her daughter are the only friends I made today. That's because the rest of the family seemed to dislike my presence. It's was saddening to find out that Helen and her daughter do not live here but my mother-in-law and a few of her fellow mean relatives

VENESSA'S POVIs it sinful to admit that last night was magical? I slept with my husband's brother to pay a piece of the loan and it was blissful. You probably think I am mad. But what other options did Marcus give me?He doesn't love me because he married me to piss off Weiss. He would be deeply ashamed if he learned that I slept with the man he envies. I do not regret it. Because the loan is now eighty thousand dollars less and I have hope of clearing it."Mr Weiss asked me to give you a tour of the house since you will be redesigning it," his aging assistant informs as soon as I step out of my guest chambers. How long as he been waiting out here? He could have just knocked instead of waiting for me to step out. "Breakfast will be in fifteen minutes. Perhaps we can take those few minutes to check out the areas of the house that you haven't seen yet," he suggests. "I will get my pen and a paper," I say and rush back into the bedroom to retrieve my pen and notebook from my purse.

VENESSA'S POVI might have a few days of peace since Marcus will be in hospital. He would be in a mortuary if I didn't intervene. I still wonder if I should have let him be killed as it would be a solution to a lot of my troubles. Oren Weiss was willing to risk jail just to end the fool. Unless he has enough influence to avoid any prosecution. I wouldn't be surprised considering the amount of money he has."I am sorry that Marcus attacked you. But it was because he is too scared to lose you to his brother. You have been together for three years and he was the happiest he has ever been. Please be understanding," my mother in law follows me like a shadow as I move from room to room listing down things that will be needed to create a new interior design."You mean that I should understand that your son tried to kill me because he has got insecurities?" I scoff.She clenches her jaws, seeming upset. "You modern women expect everything to be perfect. It's unbelievable," she says. "Then g

VENESSA'S POVI inhale sharply as Weiss pulls down my panties and pauses to take in the sight of the naturally tan skin of my most sensitive parts, laying naked for him to touch, explore, excite. He hoists my right leg up and gently slides down my body to lightly nipple my left thigh, ass cheeks and lower back. His fingers are still rubbing and exploring my curves. Occassionally, his fingers graze over my lips, opening them and passing over my cl*t. He kisses and nibbles all over my *ss cheeks and his fingers starts to probe. I feel my insides moisturizing, faster than ever before. Finally he lets one finger explore inside while the other goes around my hip to rub my cl*t. There is a fascinated look on his face as he watches his fingers disappear into and reemerge from my p**sy. I feel like I am flowing with wetness as the finger inside probes deeper and his hands starts to move slightly faster. My senses feels overwhelmed and on the edge. But he suddenly stops, pulls his fingers a