All Chapters of Tied To The Wrong Brother : Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

"Is this your idea of a date?" Valentino mumbled, his gaze sweeping over the carton of pizza and wine bottles. Nathan chuckled, his cheeks warm. "Yes, sir fancypants." Resting an elbow on the center table, he reached for the remote and turned towards him with a smile. "It might be a bit unimpressive, but you'll have to manage with me this once."Valentino's sigh cut through the air. The man ran a hand through his hair and chuckled, a low rumble that filled the living room. A place Nathan never remembered to be this small."It's better than nothing."The boy nodded, his heart fluttering. He turned the TV on and switched it to an ongoing animated movie.Then he winced internally and shook his head. If he'd let Valentino choose a date spot, he knew for sure he'd have taken them to some ridiculously expensive restaurant.There was no way he'd allow that. He already had trouble with the bodyguards.He'd die from sheer nervousness.His eyes darted towards the man, tracing his side pr

"I see Mikey's brother is veryy protective," Elena purred, her wine eyeshadow striking as she locked eyes with Nathan. Mikhail huffed beside her, clearly upset about the pet name. He nudged her side, drawing forth a cackle from her.Nathan sighed, glancing over at Andrew and Lucas. The two men were standing by the door to the cafe, their ridiculous sunglasses glued to their faces and their hands clasped behind their backs. He turned towards Elena and Mikhail sitting across the table and flashed them a nervous smile. "How have you been?" Mikhail asked, reaching for the coffee. His eyes never left Nathan as he took a long, slow sip. "Great, um... you?" The boy's hand flew to his nape, fingernails grazing the skin gently as he glinted at Elena.The girl stared back at him, her arms crossed and her expression blank. She reached for her coffee on the table and took a quick sip before setting it down. His fingernails dug deeper into his nape as shivers ran down his spine. He darted his

This was beyond absurd. Beyond what Nathan could comprehend. Beyond anything he could have ever imagined. Valentino?In a maid's costume?His hand fell—much like his lower jaw did—from the door handle as his gaze swept over the outfit repeatedly."I'll be over there, sir," Andrew said from behind him, his voice low, breaking him from his trance. He gasped once and stepped into the apartment fully, before slamming the door shut. Then, his eyes sliced back towards Valentino. The man was red from the folds on his forehead to the hairy skin of his legs. His eyes were shut from what could only be perceived as both regret and mortification. "Valik..." His voice was barely above a whisper."Theo," Valentino whimpered, almost, his hands clenching into fists by his side. His lids flicked open and he bit his lower lip. The words just weren't coming. If they could even be called words. Just a lump of uhs and whys stuck in his throat. "T-take a seat."Nathan barely registered what he had sa

Tonight, everything would change. In the Ivanov's mansion. Like it did once before. Like it did on the night he got tied to Nathan. The car pulled to a stop on the property and Valentino glanced towards Nathan, reaching for his cheek. Had he really moved on from his brother?Even though he never really thought about it much, tonight, he just could not help but imagine how Nathan would feel seeing someone he once had a longtime crush on getting engaged. Though amidst the sympathy was a jealous feeling he was trying to suppress.The boy placed his hand over his and smiled, his eyes gleaming with warmth. Perhaps he could feel it, too. This strange familiarity. The house that changed their lives in one night. "You okay?" He asked and Valentino smiled, his heart throbbing. He scoffed and nodded, before he leaned in and kissed his forehead.The man pulled away and unfastened his seatbelt, then he slid out of the car and rounded it to the passenger's side. Tonight, he was formally int

The crystal clear water glinted as it caught the light, its waves rippling, curling at the edge in white foams.In it, some students from Nathan's department played, passing a beach ball, their distant giggles drifting in the air. Nathan watched from the bench, his lips curling into a small smile. He brought the drink in his hand to his lips and sipped the sweet, orange liquid slowly. A shadow suddenly fell over him and he looked up, barely able to make out Mikhail's features. "For someone who crashed my engagement ceremony, you sure are having the time of your life."A chuckle bubbled in his throat. He set the drink down and shook his head, using a hand to sit upright. "Take it up to Valik," he shot back, watching Mikhail lower himself on the bench beside his. The boy gagged. "Stop calling him that."Another chuckle slipped out of him, his eyes squinting. "Whatever. Where's he?"It had been well over two months since the crashed ceremony. Two months since Nikolai had been esco