The Wrong Brother’s Obsession のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 41 - チャプター 50

Alexander Someone’s hair is in my face, a head resting on my dead left arm, our fingers linked.The moment my brain picked that information, my eyes flew open. I never sleep with a woman like this… I usually fuck and leave. I took a minute longer to realize what was happening. The familiar scent of vanilla shampoo and the feeling of fulfillment welling in me began to make sense when I saw the dark hair— a tired, sexy Sophie in my arms. Oh damn. We must have been so worn out after all that. The memory began to hit. Slowly, painfully, damn. Sophie’s mouth was slightly opened as her messy hair covered some part of her face and then some part of mine. My painful morning wood was pressing into her ass through my boxers. Because that was all I was wearing. She shifted in her sleep slowly, closed her mouth, but licked her lips gently. The image forced another memory back… the one of Sophie kneeling still as I came on her face and chest. I had tried to avoid it from when I figured I w

Alexander “Fuck!” I roared, chucking the glass of whiskey in my hand across the room. I watched it smash against a wall opposite me, but somehow, it did nothing to alleviate the frustration coursing through my veins.How can Derrick be this stupid??? It’s meant to be a dinner between us, Katherine Weillman, Myself, Derrick, Peter Kellerman and a few others. This wasn’t how tonight was supposed to go at all. My brother had my blood boiling within just a split second of opening his mouth. “You need to calm down,” Derrick said rather casually. “It’s not a big deal.”“Are you out of your mind?” I demanded, my voice cutting through his. “Do you think this is okay? Crashing a party like this and turning it into a fucking proposal??”“I told you I wasn’t joking.” He leaned closer, lowering his voice as if that would make him sound reasonable. “You know exactly why I’m doing this.”And that is the reason it annoys me the most. “There’s nothing wrong with a little show. People love grand g

Alexander I could sleep for longer but my body always changes at the same time every damn day. It's inbuilt; a structure and routine I've been used to even before becoming CEO.I opened my eyes to the sun streaming through the window and my head hurts. Not too bad, but certainly not good. I know it's from drinking too much whiskey last night. I stopped to get two damn bottles after leaving Sophie and I finished one…. I trailed off, recalling the name I had just thought about.Sophie. I turned and my breath hitched when I saw her. Sophie is here. As usual, her full lips slightly parted but her eyes were shut.She was wearing my shirt. I don't even remember that shirt… Something was wrong. I disentangled myself from her, easing her arm from my hip so I could get up.Sophie stirred in her sleep, letting out a soft moan, so I paused. I need to figure this out before she wakes up. I turned around, searching for my phone. I needed to know the time and— “What the fuck?”A cold sweat

AlexanderI watched Sophie climb up the jet with a frown. I had offered to help her with her luggage but she only told me to fuck off.Honestly, I wish she had said ‘fuck me’ instead. She's dressed in business attire—courtesy of the meeting I told her we're having.Because of the sweltering heat, she ditched her suit jacket in the car.Her hair, although curled to perfection in the rush moment, looked perfect as it bounced behind her.I can’t resist picturing those silky black curls cascading down her back getting scattered.I'm thrown into a deeper imagination of sinking my fingers into her hair while she sits on my legs, bouncing on my cock.Just like she did. Sophie is such a kryptonite and I love it. I know we're a match for each other because there's no damn way we're going to stay married without fucking our brains out.“Jeez… are you even listening!?” Sophie flared, waving her hand in my front of me. “What is going on with you?” she asked, more pissed than concerned.My gaze n

SophieI inhaled a shaky breath as I looked at him. He already said he's going to hurt me and I know he keeps to his word. “Would you like to keep your dress on, or would you prefer to take it off?” he asked.“Uh.”“You’ll have to take it off.”His voice isn't rushed, isn't hard but there's something about it that makes it crystal clear that it's an order. Right. I took one quick look around and summoned all the courage to undress.If I’m doing this, I’m going all in. I mean, there are already a good number of people naked.The cool air of the dark room hit my skin as I slipped out of my dress. I used my fingers to brush my body, trying to hide the goosebumps appearing. Alex has his eyes on me, watching me intently as I reach for my bra and then the last piece of clothing on me– the g-string. “You love red,” he blurted. All my lingerie is the same damn color, red. “I love a lot of things,” I countered.He chuckled a bit and then nodded. He didn't even bat an eyelash, didn't tur