All Chapters of Tied To The Wrong Brother : Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

Nathan had spent years praying for the red string, yet less than a minute after receiving it... He wanted it gone. ——— The man loomed before him, his jaw clenched. His eyes traced Nathan, dark-brown slits, tinged with a kind of fury that made his stomach churn. Nathan's pulse lurched, panic blooming in his chest, as Valentino dragged him inside. The man hurled him to the floor and pain exploded through his shoulder as he hit with a sickening thud. With a racing heart, his eyes shot up to meet Valentino's again. "Wh...what..." He couldn't find the words. What could he possibly say? The shock, the string, the possibility that this man was his mate and looked to want nothing to do with him was enough to choke on. Valentino paced the room, his heavy footsteps scraping against Nathan's nerves. Wincing, the boy pushed himself upright and backed towards the door. The man's eyes burned intensely as they locked onto him again, causing him to flinch. Then, his steps filled the air

Fated mates were supposed to bring comfort. So why did every shared heartbeat Nathan shared with Valentino feel like another punishment? Nathan crumpled onto the threshold, a pained gasp escaping him. The pain in his wrist had flared, its sting like a thousand needles pricking him at once. As the searing sensation lingered, deep and throbbing, Nathan wondered if Valentino could feel it too. More importantly... If he even cared. Another wave of pain hit him, alongside a high-pitched ring in his ears. His vision blurred instantly and everything faded into black. By the time Nathan woke up, night had fallen. He stared up at an unfamiliar ceiling, feeling incredibly exhausted. Wincing from lightheadedness, he sat upright, eyes darting to his left wrist. It ached dully now, with the red string still tied into a bracelet around it. It had taken on a deeper shade. He wondered what that meant. Nathan glanced round the unfamiliar room and his eyes soon landed on an IV. It looked

Valentino's heart raced inexplicably, each thump like a hammer to his ribcages. He frowned, confused. He'd only had one drink.As he sat upright on the bed, his hand moved to his chest, thumb caressing the left side, feeling the frantic thump of his heart beat. He sighed, his mind drifting to the physically demanding tasks at work he'd taken care of earlier. He'd have to call Celyn to check up on him. Just as he was about lying down, just as he was about chucking it up to stress, his wrist started to burn, the feeling like a hot iron rod pressed against his skin. He shot upright once again, surprise crossing his features, but as quickly as it did, it faded. Valentino's expression darkened. He knew what it meant. All too well. His eyes snapped to his wrist, widening at the sight. A bright red string was wrapped around it, stretching from him and through the door. A scream reached his ears, followed by moans and whimpers. He looked up, his hand moving over his wrist. H

Nathan's eyes darted to Celyn as she walked towards him. He shifted, hoisting himself onto the chair. Celyn lowered herself beside him, her lips curved up into a small smile. The boy looked away, fiddling with his fingers. He'd never been good with girls, especially not with one as mature and effortlessly pretty as Celyn. She had captivating olive green eyes framed by long and thick lashes, and a dark skin that glistened like pearl. Save for the sibling-like chemistry between her and Valentino, he'd have thought they were dating. "I'll get going now," she said, and Nathan felt his stomach twist with anxiety. She had stopped Valentino from strangling him to death earlier. If she left and he did that again, he'd die for sure. As though Celyn could read his thoughts, she held his hands, and gave him a reassuring look. "He won't do a thing." Nathan almost scoffed. If only he could show her the bruises on his body to disprove her claim. Valentino was unpredi

Snoring. It was soft, drifting in the air like quiet churns of ocean water. Valentino frowned, perplexed, eyes fluttering open. He stared up at the ceiling, feeling rested than he had in two days. Then, he felt it. An unnatural weight pressing on his hand. His fingers twitched, catching the softness of silken strands. Combing through them, his tips brushed against an eerie warmth. Flinch! He remembered holding Nathan before he fell asleep, but the boy's hand couldn't be weighing this much. The sheets rustled, pooling at his waist as he sat up. His eyes landed on Nathan's head that was resting on his hand, then their gaze sliced to the clock. 5:36 AM. Well over three hours. Valentino's eyes narrowed, annoyance crossing his emotions, but as quickly it did, it faded, giving way to awe. How could someone manage to fall sleep in such an uncomfortable position? He sighed, pulling his hand away carefully. The gentleness shocked even him, but his thoughts w