Anya Taylor-joy Brother Novels & Stories

“I know it hurts. I hate it too. But I’m doing this for us. For our future.” We ended up fucking anyway, slow and emotional this time. It’s almost as though we fuck our way through every problem. He took his time opening me up, whispering “I love you” with every thrust until I came untouched. It felt good, but I knew we had bigger problems. Later, as we lay tangled, another text came. “Gala is in one week so start acting like a supportive brother. Oh, and delete any evidence you have of us talking. I’m always watching.

The two brothers did do a lot in keeping his identity hidden. Moreover, she stayed in the entertainment industry for a while, so she should've heard about his family background at least once. Despite her curiosity, Taylor refused to say anything. Just when the silence was becoming suffocating, they heard a voice coming from the staircase. “That was a really long and satisfying night. I like the fact your brother replaced the bed and got one with a massager…what the hell! Why aren't you in your maid's uniform? Are you trying to seduce me?”

Evelyn answered angrily. "Are you threatening me? Just try to say what I told you, even to Karen. You'll get a taste of me, and maybe you'll suddenly become famous on social media." His angry brother. Evelyn didn't speak anymore. She has nothing against her brother. What is Evelyn being asked to do by her brother in the Taylor family?

he trailed off, already knowing that those two people were the reason for her fears. "They can't find out!" Tessy exclaimed and put her hands together as she began to plead furiously. "If they find out, my life will be all over. Braxley will kill me and then my brother will kill himself." She walked closer to him again and sighed defeatedly when he shifted back, a blank stare taking over his features as he folded his arms and shook his head.

He spoke as he held his now red cheek. “I have no idea but my vulnerability doesn’t give you any right to treat me like a piece of rag you fool. First you kidnap me, now this?” She said through her tears and sniffling. He pulled her by her hair, “I am the brother to that girl laying over there and cousin to Anthony. My mother is Mrs. Valerie Hartford.” Realization washes over Taylor, she couldn’t believe herself and this time she had truly done it again. “You nearly killed my sister now you have the bold fucking audacity to hit me? They must be selling courage where you come from.” He pushes her hard on the floor beside Titan’s bed making her hit her head in the process.

I yelled. "My my...you totally smitten in love with her Boss. She has the audacity to yell at you when your family doesn't even have a say in anything. " A loud voice interrupted us. I glanced at the door, to see an exact version of the beast, but a few years younger. His eyes were the same as Hunter's. His smile was contagious, mischievously he winked at me, "Hey beautiful. I am Taylor, your man's younger brother." He smirked.

Just as I was about to hang up, I heard another voice on his end—Tina’s, curious. “What’s got you so excited?” Trey replied proudly, “Of course, I’m excited! My brother and Evelyn are finally making it official! Ha! And they’re my lucky charms!” Then I heard him say, “Tina, hold my phone for a second.” Tina, sounding suspicious, asked, “What are you doing?” “I’m gonna bow! I’m bowing to my future sister-in-law! Evelyn, you still there? I’m bowing, I swear I am—ha ha ha!”

His phone vibrates and my eyes find their way to the screen. " Brother “ Valentino has a brother?

" Joy was so shocked her mind became blank. She didn't come back to her senses for a long time. Joy blinked her eyes, then she shook President Taylor's hand and replied, "The pleasure is mine, President Taylor." She hoped that she didn't offend President Taylor. The Taylor family was the wealthiest family in the country, and they were powerful. John Taylor and his wife, Caroline Taylor, had only one son, Xavier Taylor. The Lord had spent time when he created him. He was extremely handsome with beautiful deep blue eyes, broad shoulders, and a slim waist. He was noble and he had the aura of a king. He took after his grandfather, Noah Taylor.

“You do? I wouldn't have known if you didn't mention it. The Jay I know, has his existence centred around his baby, so of course, he doesn't have a life, just one he's living for his brother.” I hated how accurate he was about this. I let out another exasperated sigh and tried to refute his words. “Shut up, Rich! You don't know what you're talking about,” I said, trying to sound convincing, but Rich's words stung because they were too close to the truth. “I have a life outside of taking care of him, okay? I have friends, interests… stuff.” Rich chuckled again. “Oh, really? Like whom? Your colleagues from the support group? Or maybe the hobby of worrying about your brother's every move? I'm y