All Chapters of In His Brothers Bed: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

My fingers slipped into my undergarments, my chest was heaving, breath laboured, and my skin glistening with sweat. I was on Sandor's bed, but I wasn’t thinking of Sandor as my hand slipped into my folds. I bit down on the moan that wanted to escape, my eyes were shut tight and at the back of my mind…the man I hated. Massimo, my boyfriend's brother. No matter how hard I tried to think of Sandor, it never worked, my pussy always went numb whenever I thought of him, but Massimo? Just mentioning his name could make me cream my pants, and I hated him for that. My finger circled on my clit, making a small moan escape from my lips, I could feel my body getting tighter, and my pussy becoming wetter. The thought of Massimo circling his dick around my pussy made me almost explode. At this point, I didn't know if I wanted him or if I was just a sex starved maniac. But my thoughts were filthy, always about Massimo either bending me over a table and fucking me till I cried happy tears, or ea

Valeria povI jumped off the counter, furious. He did it again. He totally ignored me. Even when I was naked in front of him, he did nothing. Am I not sexy? Is that why Sandor doesn't touch me? Am I that unattractive? I sighed heavily and walked back to the bedroom. I stood in front of the mirror and raised my top. Then I turned around to look at my body. I wasn't busty, but my boobs were firm and round. My waist was exactly how I wanted it, and I had curves. So why are these guys not touching me? Am I cursed? I sighed heavily as I collapsed on the bed. My phone rang, and I picked it up reluctantly. “Val, what are you up to?”“Nothing Priya, just here, withering away, what's up?”“Omg, get your butt over here, Reginald and Sarah are here, come let's hang out.” “Really?” That's not so bad, I get to catch up with my old friends and forget about Sandor or Massimo. “On my way.” I tossed the phone away and immediately started dressing up. Maybe some time with my friends could make me

CHAPTER 5It was finally time, my wedding day. I was overjoyed. I was finally getting married to Sandor. I couldn't be happier. Although I felt a bit uneasy because I fucking kissed and sucked off his brother, but that wasn't me, I was drugged. Although I know that I one hundred per cent wanted to do that. I bit down on my lips when I thought of it. The way he appeared out of nowhere like a hero and saved me, too bad I'm marrying his brother…what? What fuck am I even thinking? It's my wedding day and I'm thinking about another man? Valeria, what the hell is wrong with you? Your soon-to-be husband is standing at the altar, waiting for you, and you're here fantasising about his brother?You're just disgusting. I scolded myself and shook my head to shake him out of my thoughts. This is not the time to think about him, not on this day. And why am I suddenly getting so obsessed with him? I hate him.I was adorned in beautiful jewellery. My hair was styled perfectly. I smiled every time I

Valeria pov I lay next to Massimo, who seemed to have drifted off to sleep. My eyes scanned his body. He had on a singlet, and I observed his inked body. From his arms to his chest, it looked so hot. I wish I could run my fingers over his body like it belonged to me. “Ugh, what are you thinking?” I whispered to myself as I turned away from him. I can't have anything to do with him. That would be so immoral. Well, he's my husband, so wouldn't it be right? What, he's not your husband? Your real husband is still out there. The voices in my head were having a debate. I got up from the bed and went downstairs. I needed to clear my mind. I grabbed a bottle of water and stepped outside. I walked towards the pool and sat at the edge as my legs dangled in the water. “Where the hell are you, Sandor?” I whispered to myself. How could he just disappear like that? Why would he do that to me? And why is he not trying to reach out? I sighed heavily as I took a sip of the water. And I'm he

Massimo pov“Zara, what are you doing here?” She walked towards me, slowly, sensually. Her hips swayed from side to side. She wore a black short dress that showcased her smooth, long legs. “I came to see you silly. It's been so long.” She said as she stopped, sitting on my desk. She stared at me seductively. “How's granny?” I asked as I packed the files on my table. She smacked her lips. “She's okay, almost dead.” I cocked a brow at her. “What? She's old, she's like a hundred years old.” I opened the drawer and placed my files inside. “What about you?” Her voice was soft and smooth. “Just here and there.” I simply said as I looked up at her. She blinked slowly, looking at me intently like a predator. “You didn't miss me?” She asked as she bit down on her lips seductively. “I did, but you fucking flew to Paris and didn't tell me shit.” She chuckled lightly. “You really hold grudges, don't you?” She said as she tucked her hair behind her ear.I relaxed into my seat as I pinched th