All Chapters of Seducing My Ex-husband's Brother : Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

After walking out of the house, Monica had no idea where to go. Her feet just moved, carrying her away from the place that didn’t feel like home anymore. The image of Liam and Brie, tangled together on her bed, burned behind her eyes. No matter how hard she blinked, it wouldn’t go away. So she ended up at a bar, hoping the noise and the alcohol might shut her brain off. She didn’t know how long she’d been sitting there. The music was loud, but it felt far away—like it belonged to another world. A world where her life hadn’t just fallen apart. Tears kept falling, but she didn’t wipe them. What was the point? Her husband and sister were still at the house when she left. They didn’t even try to hide it. Didn’t even pretend to be sorry. She picked up another shot glass and threw it back. The alcohol burned her throat, but she didn’t even flinch. That pain was easy. It was the one in her chest that hurt the most. She stared into the bottom of the glass like it might tell her what to d

Spencer stood and gave her a devilish smile. “Sinned.”Monica blinked, lips slightly parted. She looked stunned. This guy was certainly a maniac. “What the hell is your problem, Spencer McKenzie?” Her breath caught in her throat. His gaze—locked on hers—wasn’t bluffing. It was sharp, intense… and teasing like he had all the time in the world. “Spencer, you need to leave. Now.” Her voice cracked, tight with panic. He tilted his head, eyes glinting like a wolf playing with his food. “Are you disgusted that we spent the night together, Monica?” he drawled. The way his lips parted. That maddening smirk. Images of his bare chest in her head didn’t help either. Her eyes shut, and a shaky breath managed to leave her lips. He looked like sin—carefree and reckless. So unlike Liam, who was always controlled, proper, cold. “What the hell, Spencer!” she snapped, her voice rising. “I was drunk. I barely remember anything. So, no—we didn’t spend the night together!” He chuckled darkly. “Ma

Monica had barely climbed the front porch when the sound of a door slamming made her jolt. The front door to the mansion was ajar. She heard raised voices inside. "How would the rest of the world view me when they know that my two daughters are interested in the same man?" her father, Leonard Banks, said, his voice laced with frustration. Monica froze. Daughters? Her breath caught. Her parents knew. They already knew Brie was involved with Liam. She edged closer to the door, pressing herself against it, her heart pounding. "Leonard, now isn’t the time to be proud. Monica has been married to Liam McKenzie for years, and what has she brought to this family? Look at Brie. Just a fling, and contracts are coming into the company," Brenda said sharply. "But that doesn’t change the fact that Monica is still our daughter," Leonard retorted. "Your daughter," Brenda corrected coldly. Monica’s body stiffened. Her brain struggled to make sense of the words. "You promised never to bring tha

Monica sneezed and opened her eyes in the dimly lit room. She jumped up and glanced frantically at the oddly familiar room. Her eyes widened as she saw the unfamiliar clothes she was wearing. "Shit!" she cursed. How did she end up in Spencer's house again? Did Spencer change her clothes? She got out of bed and left the bedroom. A voice was humming, and she followed the sound until she saw Spencer in the kitchen making pancakes and watching TV. "You are awake," Spencer commented, flipping over the pancake then dropping it on a plate. "I thought you were going to sleep till tomorrow." "Rude." Monica folded her arms across her chest. "What happened to my clothes?" He turned and spared her a smile, then turned off the cooker. He picked up the pancakes and dropped them on the counter. "I'm talking to you." "I shouldn't even be here," she muttered to herself, her forehead creased in confusion. "What am I even doing here?" The last time she recalled was getting into an argument with h

The next day, Monica got dressed to meet Manager Harry. An hour later, the car parked in front of a tall building. Monica placed her hands over her stomach and took deep breaths. "You have to give in your all, your future depends on this." The manager grasps her palms. Monica nodded, but a part of her still felt like she was walking into a trap. "Okay." "I have talked to my person inside and all you have to do is talk to the CEO to secure the post." She nodded and attempted to leave the car, but he held her hand again. "I knew back then you were scared that no decent man would marry you because of what you did but...." "I knew the truth, but I still went ahead to marry Liam," she muttered, the bitterness almost choking her. "Who would want a girl who dresses provocatively in the pages of magazines as their wife?" "Monica...." She hastily shook her head, "It's fine, I'm done with men. I'll try my best inside." She got out of the car and headed into the building. The interior w