All Chapters of Falling for my husband's twin brother : Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

31 Chapters

Shattered vows

Seraphina’s POVI stood in front of the tall mirror in my room, staring at the woman in the deep blue silk gown. I adjusted the neckline for the fifth time, tucking a strand of hair behind my ear, and sighed. I didn’t want to go tonight. I didn’t want to smile for people who didn’t care about me, laugh at jokes that weren’t funny, or stand beside a man who didn’t even look at me or love me anymore.The door slammed open.Lucian stepped in, tall and commanding, his black suit sharp, his eyes cold. He looked at me like I was nothing more than an accessory he had paid for.“You’re not ready?” His voice sliced through the air.I turned slightly, lips pressed tight. “I am ready.”He walked closer, his gaze raking over me. “Fix your posture. Chin up. You’ll smile, you’ll behave, and you’ll look perfect. Or do I need to remind you who you are without my name?”The words stung like a slap. I turned back to the mirror, gripping the edge of the shelf to steady myself.“I don’t want to go toni

Last Updated : 2025-10-14

A stranger's care

Seraphina's POV The first thing I felt was pain.It wasn’t sharp at first, more like a dull, heavy ache pressing into my ribs and the back of my head. Then it spread, pulsing, dragging me out of the dark fog I’d been floating in. My eyelids fluttered, heavy as if weights were tied to them, but I forced them open.White. That was the first thing I saw. White walls. White curtains swaying in the faint breeze. White sheets tucked neatly around me. The air smelled faintly of antiseptic, mixed with something floral - like lavender.I blinked again, trying to focus. It wasn’t our bedroom. It wasn’t home.“Seraphina, you're awake.”The voice was soft, low, warm… too warm.I turned my head toward the sound and froze. He was sitting in a chair by my bedside, his elbows resting on his knees, his sharp jaw tilted down, his eyes locked on mine.Lucian.For a second, my heart stuttered in my chest. My husband was here. He looked different, though - his dark hair was a little messier, his shirt

Last Updated : 2025-10-14

The hotel sin

Seraphina's POV Lucian closed the door and turned the lock with a soft click. That sound dropped right into my stomach.I stood near the window, fingers pressed to the cool glass, and watched the wet blur of streetlights. He set our small bags by the closet and straightened. When I glanced back, he was watching me too closely. His shirt collar was loose. There was ink curling up from under it, dark lines against his skin. And when he tipped his head, my chest tightened. My mind kept shouting that I knew my husband. But my eyes kept telling me I was missing something big.He stepped toward me, slow, careful. “You’re cold,” he said, even though I wasn’t shivering.“I’m fine.” My voice sounded thin. I rubbed my arms anyway.He stopped a step away. Close enough that I could smell his intoxticating scent.His eyes held mine like he was trying to memorize how I looked in that light. My breath caught, and my chest fluttered.“We should sleep,” I said, even though the word felt wrong. Slee

Last Updated : 2025-10-14

Say my name again

Seraphina's POV “I won’t,” he promised, his voice unsteady. “Not unless you tell me to.”He laid me back slowly, as if every second mattered. The sheets were cool against my skin, but his body covered me, warm, steady, trembling just like mine. His kisses wandered down my jaw, my throat, lingering over the flutter of my pulse. Every time his mouth pressed to my skin, a soft sound broke from me, and each time he groaned in answer, like my voice undid him.When his lips closed over the swell of my breast through the thin fabric, I arched helplessly. His tongue circled, slow and reverent, until a moan slipped past my lips.“Gods, Seraphina,” he whispered against me, his breath hot. “You’re driving me mad.”And I was - just as he was undoing me, piece by piece, with kisses that felt like both a sin and a salvation.His mouth trailed lower, pressing kisses down my throat, lingering at the hollow where my pulse stuttered. Each kiss was unhurried, as though he wanted to memorize the shap

Last Updated : 2025-10-14

Sleep Angel

Seraphina's POV We lay there for a long time, the rise and fall of his chest slowly calming mine. My ear rested over his heartbeat. His hand traced the line of my spine in absent circles - soothing, thoughtless - as if he had done it a thousand times in a life I could not remember.“I shouldn’t be here,” I said against his skin, because guilt was a living thing and it always found me.“I know,” he answered, his voice low and raw. “But I'm not sorry.”I closed my eyes. The truth was ugly and soft. “I’m not either.”He huffed a breath that might have been a laugh. “We are in trouble.”“Terrible trouble,” I agreed.He tipped my chin up with a finger and kissed me againv- slow, grateful, devastating. When we parted, he pressed his forehead to mine. “Sleep Angel,” he whispered. “You need it.”“I’ll wake up and this will be a dream,” I said. “The kind that hurts.”“It isn’t a dream,” he said. “And it isn’t the end either.”I did not know what he meant. I did not ask. I was too tired, too

Last Updated : 2025-10-18

Mansion temptation

Seraphina's POV The car rolled beneath the stone awning and stopped. My heart beat so hard I felt it in my throat. He got out, came around, and opened my door. I stepped down to the wet stone. The air smelled like rain and money and old secrets.A woman in a purple uniform waited just inside the doorway, clutching a tote and a folder. She looked relieved and nervous at once.“Mr. Veyron,” she said to Cassian. Her eyes flicked to me. “Mrs. Veyron.”“Thank you, Mara,” Cassian said. “We’ll take it from here.”She nodded quickly. “He’s settled. Meds are in this bag. The notes are on top.” She lowered her voice. “He is… difficult.”“I know,” Cassian said.“I’m right here,” another voice cut through, sharp as glass.We both turned.Lucian sat in a sleek black wheelchair at the base of the stairs. His posture was perfect; his eyes were cruel. He didn’t look fragile. He looked like a king who’d decided he was above bleeding.My lips parted. “Lucian-”“Save it,” he snapped. “The nurse may l

Last Updated : 2025-10-18

Cassian, please.

Seraphina's POV “Stop,” I breathed.He moved around the counter, slow, deliberate, until I had nowhere left to go. My back hit the edge of the marble. His body pressed into mine, solid heat against trembling skin.“Say yes,” he murmured, mouth hovering over mine.“Say please,” I whispered back, clinging to that last shred of ground.His grin was wicked and soft all at once. “Please,” he said, and the word slid straight through me.I gasped, and in the next heartbeat his hands gripped my waist, lifting me. He set me down on the cool marble counter, and the chill shocked my thighs. My legs opened instinctively, wrapping around him as if they had a mind of their own.His mouth crushed mine again, but not with violence - with hunger, with need. His tongue slid into my mouth, slow and deep, curling around mine, sucking softly. He kissed me like he was tasting a secret, and every time I moaned, he groaned back, the sound vibrating into me.“You’re so addictive Angel,” he whispered again

Last Updated : 2025-10-25

Shocking revelation

Few days afterSeraphina's POV I woke alone in my bed.The sunlight streamed through the curtains in thin golden lines, but all it did was throw light on the guilt pressing heavy on my chest. My body still remembered him - the way Cassian’s hands had held me, the way his mouth had whispered against my skin, the way his voice had claimed me.I pressed my face into the pillow, breathing in linen and shame. I wasn’t surprised he wasn’t there. Cassian was too careful, too clever. He would never risk being caught beside me when morning came.But that didn’t stop the ache.I whispered into the quiet, “What have I done?”The words sounded like they belonged to someone else, but they were mine.I dressed quickly in a simple gown, something plain that wouldn’t remind me of how he’d called me angel. Then I forced myself downstairs.****Lucian sat at the head of the dining table, his wheelchair angled like a throne. His posture was perfect, his gaze sharp, his mouth already twisted into disda

Last Updated : 2025-10-28

Confession

Seraphina's POV I woke up with a terrible ache in my head.Maybe it was from all the crying I did last night. My pillow was still damp, and my chest felt sore like it had been holding in too many emotions, too many regrets. I remembered how hard I sobbed, curled in my blanket, whispering “stupid” over and over again - because that’s exactly what I felt like. Stupid for falling. Stupid for hoping. Stupid for letting myself want more.I dragged myself out of bed before the sun rose, splashing water on my face to hide the puffiness.I had to beat Lucian to the dining room. He’d start yelling if breakfast wasn’t ready on time, and today, I didn’t think I had the strength to hear him tear me down again.The kitchen was quiet, just the sound of the knife hitting the chopping board and the eggs sizzling. I worked fast, wiping my tears each time they tried to fall again. I refused to cry in front of them. Not today.Just as I placed the last plate down, I heard footsteps.Cassian.I didn’t

Last Updated : 2025-10-31

Don't push me away

Seraphina’s POVHe came back quieter than he left.Cassian closed the door behind him, but didn’t speak. He just leaned against it for a second, like the weight of everything was finally too much. Then he slowly walked over and sat on the floor in front of me, his eyes searching mine.“Lucian’s fine. Just a broken glass.”He paused. “I think he wanted attention.”I didn’t respond. My throat was too tight.“Seraphina,” he whispered. “You deserve the truth.”I nodded once. My hands rested in my lap, trembling just a little. He reached for them, wrapping his larger hands over mine.He didn’t rush it.“I have a daughter,” he said softly. “Her name is Aria.”I bit my lip, but said nothing.“She’s five. She loves pancakes with too much syrup and sings to herself when she thinks no one’s listening.”His voice cracked on the next words.“Her mom - Camilla - died in a car crash two years ago.”I inhaled sharply.“She wasn’t even supposed to be on that road,” he continued. “Took a shortcut bec

Last Updated : 2025-11-03

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