All Chapters of Craving the Wrong Brother: Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

Isabel I kept massaging my temples and forehead, I was completely uncomfortable and I hate to think of it, but I was full of regrets for choosing to come. I should have requested we make a call or something. There wasn't much we had to discuss anyway. “Are you okay?” Desmond asked, concern written everywhere on his face. He handed me a glass of water and I chugged everything down almost immediately. “Yes, just a bit uncomfortable.” “We can cancel then go to the hospital. Scott can deal with it” I smiled and placed my hand over his. “I'm fine, it's better to deal with his ass once and for all. I'd rather not dread having to see him again.” Right on cue, the devil walked into the restaurant. He looked so full of himself, and the second he sighted us. His lips curled up in an unremarkable way and I found myself wishing I took Desmond up on his offer to go.

Isabel  Raymond walked in less than 5 minutes after Desmond announced that he was coming. Without even meaning to, I shot to my feet at the sight of him. My eyes were wide as I looked at him. He truly was the one. I turned to Desmond, who gently grabbed my hand and dragged me down to sit beside him. Ray took his seat next and I spent the next couple of minutes just looking at him. “I know this is surprising,” he started and I turned to Desmond to see if he was as shocked as me but he looked completely unphased. I wasn't shocked at him speaking but the clarity of his voice and the authority with which he spoke were shocking. “She was wondering why you didn't communicate with her, even though you have no problem talking to me.” He cast his eyes down and I heard him take a long and deep breath, before turning to me. “Two reason

ScottI dropped back on the bed with a very satisfied sigh, a small smile lingered on my face while she quietly traced circles on my chest.I've been in this very room for the past 2 days, it reeked of sweat and sex, but it was the only place I could be in right now without feeling like losing my shit yet.“Yout look so happy,” Brenna said, propping up on her elbows so she could look at me better.“I am, you are the best I've had in a long while,” My eyes swept over her, lingering a bit more on her very full boobs. “And very soon, I'll achieve all I have ever wanted.”“Destroying Desmond?”“More like taking back everything that bastard has ever stolen from me, and I'll have you know that he took a lot from me.”That was the only thing that son of a bitch was good at, stealing. My grandfather's affection, my mother's attention because all she has ever wanted was to get him out of the picture! He stole everything!Even when I got into school, it felt like I was following his legacy inst

IsabelHours after Desmond left, I finally woke up, but I still spent a couple extra hours in bed, lazing around. It felt like I had nothing to do, I couldn't even write to distract myself, not when the one shot I got at becoming properly published just seemed to have gone down the drain.When I finally had enough of my pity party, I forced myself to freshen up, get dressed and have breakfast, but soon enough, I was back in my room again, moping around.“Let's just give it a shot,” I muttered after the silent battle I've been having with myself. “It's better than nothing.”Scrolling, I found the editor's contact. My finger hovered over the dial button for a couple heartbeats. Before I could chicken out, I clicked on it.My heartbeat quickened and I could hear just how loud it was drumming. After what felt like an eternity, she finally picked up.“Good day, ma'am,” my voice came out surprisingly steady and I gave myself an imaginary pat on the back.“Miss Blackwell, I would have apprec

IsabelWhen I opened my eyes, I felt tears trickle down the corners of my eyes.After our parents died and Grandma Felicia came to stay over, both I and Evelyn were hurting, but every night, I heard her creep into Evelyn's room to comfort her.She gave her the bigger portion of food, watched her closely to make sure she ate. I, on the other hand, I got pats on the back and whispers of “you are a strong girl, hang in there.”When we both went off to college, I had to apply for a scholarship, Evelyn had her tuition paid off by her.I laughed and closed my eyes again, I wanted the memories to stop replaying in my head. It was a hurt I struggled to tuck away with different excuses, but now, it was so hard to even come up with an excuse.When she got Evelyn the bigger cake on our birthdays, I brushed it off. The times she'd come for our school event and leave after watching Evelyn's performance, I brushed it off.She was there only once for mine and that was because I performed before Evel