All Chapters of Marrying The Wrong Brother: Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

I wanted him to kiss me then and there. I waited for it to come but it never did. That was mostly because Henry, his assistant called to remind him that he had a meeting he was late for. So we pulled apart and for the rest of the day while I restlessly lounged at home, I felt his nose on mine and how his breath fanned my face. I heard his voice reverberating in my ears every time I thought of the words he said. Zane wanted to be the man who eased my burden. He wanted to be there for me no matter what. No one had ever said such words to me. They thawed my heart that was infamously believed to be cold, hard as stone and possibly nonexistent.I didn't want to believe I was any of those things aforementioned. I just wasn't the most affectionate person in the room.But with Zane, the same Zane Della-Ross whom I believed was the grumpy domineering older brother of my long term boyfriend... He was the same person who was saying the things I had waited to hear forever. I was in disbelief

Her avoidance was understandable. But it hurt nonetheless.I didn't know how to explain what came over me. All I knew however was that I wanted to kiss her nonstop. I wanted to give her some toe-curling experiences and nerve-wracking orgasms.My cock twitched as I thought about it.But now it seemed like I had gone ahead to make things worse. My hand hovered over her door knob. I wanted to speak to her but I didn't know the right words to say.I wanted to let her know that I had been feeling her for a very long time but I didn't know how to put the words to tell her. I didn't mean to scare her away."Sir," I turned at the sound of one of the staff. "Mr Andre is here to see you.""Andre?" I wasn't sure I heard correctly. What the heck was he doing in Seattle?I ran down the stairs as fast as I could.My blonde blue-eyed friend was of course standing there, hands akimbo with his back to me, staring up at one of the paintings Sloane moved in with."This is new," he remarked, turning

I gasped at what I saw in the mirror.I was clad in a fitted ivory gown in silk satin with a structured sweetheart bodice that accentuated my shoulders and collarbones without revealing too much. The fabric hugged my waist before flowing into a soft A-line skirt with a gentle train that whispered across the floor as I walked.There was no glitter. No heavy beading. Just clean lines, impeccable tailoring, and quiet luxury. The back dipped into a graceful low V, finished with a row of delicate pearl-covered buttons. A cathedral-length veil was pinned into a sleek low bun, allowing a few loose tendrils to soften my face.I wore diamond stud earrings, a slim tennis bracelet, and my engagement ring. Nothing else. The dress didn't need any competition. I looked flawless.I could only imagine what Zane's reaction was going to be.I walked downstairs with the helps' assistance. The shoot was set up indoors and outdoors in the greenery that surrounded Zane's premises. I held on tightly to

I botched a cooking attempt. This was exactly what boredom did to you. Cause why else would I try to make a foreign rice dish I saw online when I barely knew my way around the kitchen?I was very sure the chef was judging all my cooking methods and of course the food came out tasting absolutely horrible.I was never going to try that again that's for sure."Do you need help with anything ma'am?" A help asked me."Yes. Please help me clean this whole mess." I said, a little embarrassed.I went back to my nook to continue reading.I hadn't been here in a while because of what happened the last time.That kiss had changed the trajectory of whatever Zane and I had and I was doing all I could to keep the distance.When I saw his message about returning home late, I thought of a suitable response and all I could give was a thumbs up emoji.I wanted to ask why. But then Zane was a busy man even though he made time for this fake marriage and its shenanigans.My phone rang, few chapters into t

My jaw ticked a few times as I tried to curb my growing annoyance.Sloane was just spotted with Caleb Rutledge, a well known flirt.What the hell was she thinking hanging around that motherfucker?Was he the reason why she traveled without letting me know?I balled my fists, heaving breaths to calm myself. I couldn't wait for her to get into this house so she could explain to me what her relationship with him was.Yes I was antsy and restless and even easily triggered.The last couple of days had been hectic. And when I needed to talk to Sloane about everything that went down, she was nowhere to be found. She kept reminding me of how little I meant to her and how this marriage wasn't a real thing even when a part of me wanted it to be. Holding my head in my hands, I let my thoughts roam freely until the sound of the gate opening reached my ears. Her vehicle sped through the driveway and I contemplated going down to meet her or waiting until she reached the third floor. I had an e