All Chapters of In Bed with the Hot Brothers : Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

Stefano“She said to eat her…” Gladys said, stopping mid sentence, getting all of our attention. We all stopped eating and wondered what it was that made her stop talking mid sentence.What?!“She won't eat. She spit on it; that you all could eat her pussy,” she finished, her face flustered a bit.“Oh god. Isn't it too early for another round of drama?” Salvatore said with a bit of anger rising in his voice. Left to him, he'd have found a way to get a way to subdue her, especially this morning that it seemed like he woke up from the wrong side of the bed.I pushed back the chair Isat on. I could hear from a distance how she banged the door and locked it. It was no use going there first, so I went to see what she was up to.She sat on the bed and seemed to be on hibernation when suddenly, her eyes caught the camera hidden in the room.Crap.She stood up and moved towards the camera, picked it and destroyed it.She fucking destroyed it.‘That right there is the last nail on the coffin.”

ZiyanaI don't know what woke me up exactly, whether it was because I had slept for too long, or because of the dull ache I was feeling at my back or possibly because I was feeling cold. Either way,I woke up to the silence of the room and the memory of the previous day came flowing back. I wasn't sure whether we were still in that same day or the following one but I knew for certain that I had slept for a long time. I remembered waking up at regular intervals but I had gone back to sleep as it was the only thing I could do.My hands were tied innit?I listened, hoping that I'd at least hear a thing but everything was dead silent. The only thing I could hear was the humming sound of the air conditioner, the tick tock of the grandfather wall clock in the room and the rapid beating of my heart which I fear will burst out. My stomach grumbled and ached from lack of food.‘You should have at least eaten part of the pasta before spitting on it, maybe I'd have been better’ a voice said in my

Massimo “You have a meeting in about five minutes, the car is ready,” Florence said as soon as she waltzed into my office. As always the clipped sound of her heels clanked in the neatly cleaned floor of my office.“What meeting”? I asked in frustration. I had a lot going on. I lost a lot of money and now my investments are slowly wrecking. I need hands in the mine business I just started. Some of my investors are breathing down on my neck and will have my head if I don't deliver their goods. I've almost emptied my pocket just to make up for all that was going on.“Mas.” She said, groaning softly in a way that made my stomach ache. “The downfall plans that I ran by you days ago. Have you forgotten? I've highlighted those we need to meet up with and the first one on the list are the three sisters.”“The three sisters, as in those widowed ones, the Fabiano?’ I asked and silently hoped that she'd reply negatively.“Yes,” she answered absentmindedly as she attended to her phone which vibr

ChiaraI wish I had listened to my inner thoughts. If I had, I wouldn't have seen him nor be reminded of him. Seeing him brought back memories I thought I had buried down my heart. For years, I've moved on or so I thought but it was all a joke. I still cherish those moments deeply in my heartsIt's been ten years since I last saw himThat day, the sky wouldn't stop crying, pouring his tears down the earth. The thunderstorm rolled with so much anger mixing with the ones I felt in my stomach.Alex had just died and the house was filled to the brim with friends, families and enemies. They all came to express their condolences but I knew they were all pretenders. The pretentious bastards all came to see for themselves if Alex had indeed died. He had died a natural death because he was indeed an old man. Most people likely came just for the fun of it.The scene had been too much for me to bear as some of the men looked upon me with contempt. Some smirked victoriously and licked their lips

Ziyana I blew my hair with that hair dryer, staring at my reflection in the mirror before me. The dryer did its job for a while and I placed it on the table before me. It might seem untrue but the men had allowed me the decency of owning a room to myself. In their words, I needed my privacy too , especially since I'd be starting school soon. The thought of having a private sanctuary of my own was indeed peaceful and I welcomed the idea thanking them profusely that night, but it all tastes like scam now with the stunt pulled by Vittorio at school today.“School,” I thought before I remembered that I had an essay that had to be submitted before midnight. I sighed and swerved my chair towards the laptop on the table. I switched it on and quickly went to Google. Vittorio Niccolo, I typed.I held my breath for what seemed like eternity as the search engine brought his face. He looked too young and innocent compared to how he is in reality. Among the three brothers, he's the most reserved