All Chapters of Dealing With The Other Brother.: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

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Chapter 1— Not Enough.

~ SARA~“I got engaged to Mira last night.”The words hits me like a bomb and I stagger back, holding onto the bed frame for support.“What?”He sighs, slow and tired. And then rubs the back of his neck like he was getting exhausted already, “I said I got engaged. To Mira.”My head spins and I lean onto the frame.This can't be true. This can't be fucking real. Jason and I are too in love for this. Too in love to play these silly pranks. We had even wedded in secret and now…“You… You’re kidding, right?” I say, taking a step forward, clutching at his arms desperately, “This must be a silly prank. You can't be serious.”He gently peels my hands away from me, exhaling sharply,“I am, Sara. My mom arranged it. I had no choice.”I slump onto the edge of the bed, defeat overwhelming me, “No choice? How can you say that? After everything? After the wedding?”His jaw tightens and something, a flicker of guilt? flashes in his eyes.“ The wedding wasn’t real.”My heart stops mid-beat, “What?”“

Chapter 2— Extra Long. Extra Hard.

~Sara~It has been three months since the break up with Jason. Three. Long. Dragging months and yet, his face and that of the Jezelbelic witch of the west of a fiancee has refused to fade.Their engagement photos hunts me on the front pages of newspapers, their relationship gossips makes blogs headlines on the internet. Their couple goals and interviews airs on TV screens in airport lounges and stores.Even the radio! The radio of all things sings their names like a cursed lullaby the universe insists I hear.Everywhere I look, Everywhere I turn. They were there.Happy. Golden. Hunting.While I, the miserable Ex, locks myself in my apartment. My curtains drawn, buried in work that I barely remember how the sun looks like.Right now, I hunch over a mountain of client documents, communicating with my agency manager, Sandra, who talks to me via a video call on my laptop screen.“You are taking a break, Sara,” she suddenly declares and I blink, my brows narrowing,“What?”“You are overw

Chapter 3—Mistaken Identity.

~SARA~My breaths catches. Actually, snags in my throat the more I stare at him.His…[*cough, cough,*] member is now erect, shooting out in it's full glory and a sudden urge to lick my lips comes over me.God. What is wrong with me?I haven’t been with many men, but the few I've been with were perfect in that… area. Jason was the best amongst them [mostly one of the reasons I resented Mira] But this man in front of me…He is a lot older, probably in his forties but he is something else. Something Rare. Something Dangerous. Something Intimidating.He looks like he stepped right out of one of those forbidden mafia novels I read on webnovel platforms with shoulders so broad that they could slice through water, muscles so tight and cut like someone sculpted him with ruthless precision.A face so sinfully handsome and violently masculine that you could kiss the lord for such beautiful creation.And his eyes. God, his eyes… They were dark, intense, predatory, like he could devour someone

Chapter 4— Pretty Boys And Plot Twists.

~SARA~"Attention all returning passengers…” the calm, practiced voice of the female speaker filters through the mic of the airport as I shuffle through the crowd, navigating my way in, “Please make your way to the arrivals gate. Follow the signs to baggage claim and customs and have your passport and travel documents ready to clear immigration,”“Welcome to New York!” She beams and my heart pangs. New York.The city of broken promises.The place where Jason had shattered my heart and walked away without looking back.I swallow and quicken my paces, dragging my bag along the polished tiles when my eyes drifts to a man sitting nearby, casually flipping through a magazine. I glance at the cover, anger grinding through my bones as I scowl at the couple captured on it, smiling like they had just discovered the universe.Jason and Mira.“Why do you guys have to be everywhere?” I mutter, letting out a deep grunt. Thirty minutes later, I complete check-out and step outside. The cool bree

Chapter 5— Between The Devil And The Deep Blue Sea.

~SARA~Fuck.Jason and the man from the pool are brothers?! My head spins and a nauseating feeling lunges at the back of my throat as I grab onto one of the seats for support.The universe was cruel enough to send me to this party. Now I'm tangled with the brother my ex hates so much?!Same person I met at the pool in the most cringest and dramatic way possible?!Lord please just take me.“Sara, are you ok?” Sandra asks me as I stare into an empty space, my hand clutching at my chest.I spin my head sharply at her direction, cold beads of sweat forming on my forehead.“Of… Of course,” I stutter.She mopes at me confused and I spread my lips into the most stiffest smile possible.Just then, a hand swings at me, swerving me at a 180 degree angle. My heels screech, my ankle wince and cold breeze slaps my skin as I swerve to behold the architect of such impudence.Jason. Of course.“Do you care to explain what in blazes is going on?” he demands, glaring at me like I owed him any accounta

Chapter 6— Revenge Is Best Served Cold.

~SARA~A throbbing pain shoots through my brain as I stir from the bed and open my eyes to the sun rays simmering in the room.It has been 12 hours since attending the engagement party. 12 hours since the Fords and Denvers dirty linen were washed in public. 12 hours since the mad man, Alex, had assaulted my mouth with those wicked lips of his.Lips so wicked that they tasted sinfully ravishing.Just then, a bang comes on the door and I let out a deep grunt, pushing the duvet aside.Bang! Bang! Bang!It comes again and I yell across the passage, slipping on my dunlops.“Am coming!”I slip myself out of the room and head to the sitting room where the bang was coming from, pushing the door knob open and Sandra walks in, fuming. She wears a pair of grey sweat pants and shirt with sneakers, her hair tied in a messy bun. Her face is devoid of make up and sweat forms around the parts of her shirt covering her pits.The entire ensemble answers my thoughts on where she had been since morni

Chapter 7— The Eclipse That Devours The Sun.

~SARA~ Screechhhh!!! Sandra swerves hard into a sharp bend, tires screaming, and my heart jumps straight out of my throat. I slam back into the seat, my hands flying for anything solid to grab onto. “Jason, I swear to God," she curses, slamming at the steering wheel, "I’ll skin him alive when I get my hands on him.” I clutch the dashboard so hard that my knuckles turns white and snarl, "That’s if you don’t ram us into a tree first!” She doesn’t slow down. She just grins like a maniac. Soon we pull up to the hospital, the car stopping so fast that my head almost crashes at the dashboard. Three hours away from New York. That’s how far the hospital is. But it only takes Sandra channeling her inner James Bond to get us here in half. With shaky hands and buckling knees, I stumble out the car, thanking the Lord that we made it safe somehow. Quickly, we rush inside the hospital, the smell of antiseptic hitting my nose as I bolt to the reception desk. “My mother," I gasp

Chapter 8: Fault Lines.

~ALEX~ Steam clings to my body as I step out of the bathroom, a towel wrapped low around my hips. Water drops down my chest, slow and deliberate, disappearing at my waist. I run a hand over my hair as I walk to the table and pour myself a glass of whiskey. The amber liquid splashes into the glass . I don't bother with ice. I drink it in one go. It burns going down, and I welcome it. The burn clears my head. It shuts things up. For a second. Then my mind drifts back to the hospital. To her. I exhale sharply and rake a hand over my damp hair. Damn it. Annoying Sara. Ever since the hospital, she's been there. In my head. Uninvited. Persistent. I thought she was a bore when we met at the pool. The kind that had nothing going on in her life and lived off frustrating people. She held a bitterness then, a resentment that told she was angry with the world and I had written her off as a frustrated bitter soul. Even at the party, finding out she dated Jason made me rega

Chapter 9: Lilies

~SARA~I tap my foot against the marble floor like it owes me money, my knee bouncing under the table as my eyes bores into Alex’s face.The meeting has barely started, and Sandra is already talking—something about leveraging social media influencers to push the campaign. Two personnels from the Ford empire sits across from her, nodding along to what she says while Alex listens with that infuriating calm of his, a fingertip lazily sitting under his chin.I don’t hear a word.All I can see is him and the fuming rage that clouds my senses.How dare he?How dare he tease me like that? Leaning in, invading my space, looking at my mouth like he was seconds away from kissing me, only to open the damn window blinds like it was all some sick joke?!Frustration sinks into my bones and I dig my nails into the leather of the chair, biting down on my lower lip to keep myself from doing something wildly unprofessional.And as if on cue, Alex’s gaze lifts.He looks straight at me.And then. Slowly,

Chapter 10: Crossing Lines And Power Plays.

~SARA~She sits across from me, and it feels like a silent standoff.We’re just staring at each other, neither of us speaking, like we’re both trying to size the other up.She looks calm. Too calm. Like she is used to situations like this.She is dressed in expensive clothes. Not flashy, just obviously costly. Her jewelry is simple but unmistakably real. Then there’s her bag. I recognize it immediately.It’s the latest edition from a popular designer brand. Only two were made.One belongs to Mrs. Ford.The other to the First Lady.That alone makes my stomach tighten.She watches me closely, and the longer she looks, the more uncomfortable I feel. The room suddenly feels hot even though the air conditioner is running.My hands start to shake, so I lock my fingers together and press them tight.I clear my throat and smile.“What would you like me to offer you, ma’am?” I ask, my voice a throaty whisper.She chuckles, "What would you have that I don't have already.”The smile dissolves f

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