Brother Gets Sister Pregnant Mga Nobela at Kwento

A small, humorless smirk touched his lips. “You think it’s that simple?” My chest tightened. “It has to be,” I replied quickly. “There’s no other way.” “There’s always another way.” His tone was calm. Too calm. Like he had already thought about it. Like he had already decided. I shook my head. “No. Not this time.” I took a step back, putting more space between us. Between me and the problem. Between me and him. “You’re engaged to my sister, you would be married to her in less than a month” I continued, my voice steadier now, even though my heart was anything but steady. “Whatever happened that night shouldn’t have happened. It can’t happen again.”

“If you gave him a chance, you'd realize he's not a bad guy, and he's crazy about you. He keeps asking me about you. He cares about you. I wish you would matter to more people like you matter to him.” “You don't understand anything. You will always be on his side because you are a man, and you always support each other and...” “I don't understand why all the fuss because he knows about the mortgage...” “That's not why, you great idiot. It's because I'm pregnant by him,” I confess out of inertia. My legs falter and I drop to the ground. “What?” mutters my brother. “How is that possible?” “Hah!” I roll my shoulders up and down. “Do you really want me to explain it to you?” I say between sobs.

Other than that, I have no idea how he is doing, and I think it's for the best. I refuse to look back anymore. I heard through Maggie that my sister has managed to get herself pregnant and that the father took off. She still lives with my parents, and they continue to take care of her while she sits and does nothing. My father tries to contact me once by calling the house. Chris had a few words with him, and he hasn't tried to call again. That man is my knight in shining armor. The greatest thing is that I am pregnant. Chris and I are starting our family, and I couldn't be happier. He dots on me at every chance he gets. He's going to make an amazing father, and I can't wait until the little

"He was a friend, we had a little falling out when I found out he had been fucking my sister and got her pregnant. Since she's our only sister, we agreed to their relationship and soon got married and gave me the best niece and nephew I could ever ask for" I hummed contently "When will I be meeting them?" I questioned. "Very soon, I want to move there with you, we couldn't be more happier there. I will convince Ian to move there too since he is a part of the family and he's not been himself since Isabella decided to fuck up" I hummed at his words and his eyes traveled to my thighs. "Is your thigh okay?" "No, not really," I chuckled. "But hopefully, it will heal soon. I just hope it didn't af

But something in the way he was looking at me, steady even though his hand wasn't quite steady, made me nod instead of pushing harder. "Ten minutes," I said. "Then I want everything. Not the version you think I can handle. The real one, whatever it is." "Deal." He typed something fast into his own phone and hit send before I could lean over and read it, then set the phone face down on his knee like he didn't trust himself not to keep checking it every ten seconds. "Who'd you text?" "My sister." That one caught me off guard. "Lila?"

Then the corner of his mouth twitched; not quite a smile, more like he could already smell the disaster coming. “Elena,” he said, voice low enough to cut through the music. “You look like hell.” I swallowed hard, fingers tight around my glass. “Yeah,” I answered, surprised my voice didn’t shake. “Because that’s exactly how I feel.” He studied me for a long moment, like he was deciding whether I was worth the trouble. Then he leaned forward slightly, eyes never leaving mine. “So tell me,” he said slowly, dangerously too calm, “what exactly did my idiot brother do this time?”

Natasha rested her head gently against his shoulder. "You've listened to me, so tonight...I'll listen to you." Ethan let out a quiet breath. "I don't know where to start." "The beginning." His eyes remained fixed on the rain outside. "When people hear the word 'mafia', they imagine power, money, fear but they don't imagine children." Natasha stayed silent. "My brother and I...we didn't grow up like normal brothers, we grew up as competitors, our father believed affection made men weak so he never praised us, he compared us."

He kissed by cheeks and drove off, I waved him goodbye and as I was about to go indoor , I heard one of his sister call out. “ Ariana …my sister in law “ Berlin called out and before turning back to speak to her, I rolled my eyes and put on my fake smile. “ Berlin…” I smiled and she rushed to the garage. “ I thought you guys were away for honey moon “ There was no way her brother didn’t tell them about his decision, they were his panel of decision makers so it was obvious she was trying to rage bait me . “ Well…your brother “ I paused and continued. “ My husband said it can wait …”

Mateo said, helping me pick up the mess he made. "Well, next time can you at least try to be a bit more elegant?" I said. "And Mateo, this is my brother Connor. Connor, this is Leo's brother Mateo." "Your brother got my sister pregnant," Connor said. "I am well aware thank you," Mateo replied slightly sarcastically "It's not Mateo's fault," I said to Connor. "And you two are the baby's future uncles, so be nice to each other," I continued. "Oh and talking of family, Connor. We have cousins."

With all of the annoyance she could muster without yelling, she told her brother, "Growl all you want but this is the last time this happens. Never in my life did I imagine getting fucked by my brother and definitely not by a goddamned wolf. Twice! If I end up getting pregnant, I'm having them tie my tubes. I am not going to spend the rest of my life as your baby factory." Jacob didn't respond. He crossed his paws on top of her and rested his head on them.