Betrothed To My Sisters Ex Novels & Stories

“I’ve been through messier living situations. Remember when I got stuck in London for that embassy project and roomed with a Beta who played death metal in the shower?” “Right,” I said. “That’s definitely the same as living with your brother’s ex-wife.” “I wasn’t complaining,” he said. “Yet.” He glanced at me then. “Why’d you stay with him so long?” I hesitated. “You ever have a dream that turns out to be a cage? And by the time you realize it, you’ve already locked yourself inside?” His gaze softened. “Yeah.” I leaned back, folding my arms. “I thought if I was perfect, he’d… thaw.”

He got angry about the fake heirloom and he demanded that I search for my betrothed in one week or forfeit the company. Find your betrothed, I want her found before the end of the week, Edmond. Find her! “This is not over, brother. I will stay at the ground floor like you suggested. But don’t feel too relaxed because I am taking back what is mine soon. And when I do, I will not place you on the ground floor, I’ll fucking kick you out!” Zack told me furiously as he walked away, leaving the others behind. “What about me, what about the contract you promised us?” Selina’s sister asked him, following after him quickly.

“Okay…” “We are three siblings,” he added, almost like an afterthought. I tilted my head. “Why do I feel like this isn’t just a fun fact about your family?” Zarek exhaled sharply. “Because it’s not.” He straightened, his golden eyes darkening. “My sister… she’s very stubborn. And she betrayed me.” Betrayal. The word lingered in the air between us, heavy with unspoken pain. I swallowed. “Okay… shouldn’t we throw her a welcome party?”

The elders at the table looked at him in astonishment. Vincent finally lost his temper. “We are discussing your brother’s marriage. Why do you keep interrupting?” Leonardo remained oblivious. His expression was relaxed. “My brother is getting married? That’s great! We should have our weddings together. It’ll be a grand celebration for the Vittorio family!” Vincent frowned. “What nonsense are you spouting? There is no ‘together.’ It is not your time yet! The ones getting married are your brother and Madeline! You don’t have the bearing of a mafia leader at all! Stop causing trouble!”

Originally, my straightforward admission didn't mean much, but Alexander's question changed everything. His eyes were pitch-black, as if probing into the depths of my soul, unraveling all the unknown secrets. My heart raced, as if something long ignored was now sprouting. Startled, I averted my eyes. My fluttering eyelashes failed to conceal my unease. My mouth opened and closed several times before I finally blurted out, "You're my ex-husband's brother..."

I pity her. She does not know what is coming next “Since you all would think about it, we are not behind the whole issue. I love Kayden. He is my brother who was snatched from my life some years ago and believe me I mourned his death. His wife was also my ex-wife. And I never wanted to kill her. I loved her, we fell apart and she became violent but that was all. Nothing else happened. I would never wish death on my family. I am speaking personally for myself, not anyone…”

“Do you think I’m easy?” “Do you think this is appropriate considering the kind of relationship we have?” Ethan’s gaze softened. “We can make it work…” he said, almost pleading. “Make it work…?” Hannah nearly screamed, frustration laced in her voice. “I just found out that you almost married my sister… my sister, Ethan!” “She left me at the altar, Hannah. I’m the one who was abandoned.“ Hannah’s gaze softened. He was right. He was the heartbroken one here. They were both heartbroken.

“Do I… know you?” Her smile cracks. Just slightly. Before she can answer, a tall man appears behind her. He looks at me, then quickly away, he seems guilty and uncomfortable. He can’t even meet my eyes. Khloe leans close, her whisper sharp with disgust. “That’s your sister, Betty. And that’s Trevor, your stupid ex who dumped you for her.” Oh. “I don’t remember either of you,” I say calmly. Betty smile shatters. Trevor looks like he wants the floor to swallow him whole.

The room tilted as I realized that I was carrying the babies of my ex-fiancé's half-brother. The same blood. The same family. The same twisted, poisonous lineage that had already shattered my life once. Did Timothy know who I was? Did he know I was Thomas's ex-fiancée? Was I chosen because of it? Was this some kind of revenge? Some sick game between half-brothers I didn't understand? The accident. Thomas leaving me. The hospital bills draining every cent I had. And then this offer. Anonymous. High-paying. Perfectly timed. Suddenly I felt a sudden pain, like something inside me had snapped.

“Your betrothed would be here any minute,” my father, Alpha Faustus announced, breaking the eerie silence in the dining. My step-sister, Kira was present at the dining but I knew very well that he was not referring to her. He was talking to me. I had been betrothed to the son of the Alpha of a neighboring pack, Prince Christopher, and no matter how much I protested, my father would not hear of it. “You don’t seem to be excited, Anna?” he frowned.