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"Sky, this isn't funny. You can't just... leave me like that." "Oh, Trouble, you'll thank me later. Trust me, the wait will make it worth it." He wraps his arms around me from behind, and my anger vanishes into thin air. Oh God! Why is it so hard to stay mad at him? I glance at him over my shoulder. "You better make it worth it." "I promise." As he plants a soft kiss on my cheek, I close my eyes, losing myself in his touch. How did we go from best friends to this in just a matter of days? It feels surreal, like something out of a dream—or a romantic novel. I'd fantasized about moments like these, but never dared to believe they'd actually come true.

“You’ve got to be kidding me.” “Good morning to you too, brother,” Adrian said dryly, pouring himself coffee. Bruno’s chair scraped back as he half-stood, pointing at me. “Her? You brought her here? To our house?” I gave him my sweetest smile, the one that used to make him melt. “Hello, Bruno. Long time.” His jaw clenched. “What the hell is this?” Adrian didn’t flinch. “This is my girlfriend. Nova and I are together.”

“If it’s not important, Daniella, don’t waste my time.” “No, it’s important,” Daniella insisted. “It’s about Ethan… and Maya.” Lily brows pulled together. “What about them?” Another pause. “I don’t know if you’ve noticed lately, but your brother and your best friend have gotten really close,” Daniella said slowly. “Like… not just friendship-close. More like relationship-close.” Lily sat up straighter. “What are you talking about?” “Oh, you didn’t know?” Daniella said, pretending to sound surprised. “I thought you did. I mean… how could they hide it so well from you of all people? But maybe that was the point. Maybe you were the stumbling block they didn’t want in the way.”

I rocked faster, pressing my aching pussy right along his length, letting the friction tease us both. “I’ve wanted you for so long,” I breathed against his ear, my hair falling around us. “Since I was younger and you’d stand in the background watching me. I’d touch myself at night thinking about your hands, your mouth, your cock. You're my brother’s best friend, and yet all I could dream about was you claiming me. Ruining me for anyone else.” Killian’s breath came out ragged. His hands slid up my sides, gripping my waist under the leather. His discipline was cracking right in front of me. The loyal right hand man who never broke rules was losing the fight.

But the moment his mismatched eyes meet hers, the moment his hands trace over what he’s been silently dreaming about for years… resisting becomes impossible. SOLD TO MY BROTHER’S BESTIE A dark, forbidden, addictive romance where desire burns hotter than loyalty, control teeters on the edge of obsession, and the man she was told to see as a brother becomes the only man she can’t escape.

"Just to see how you react. I love watching you fight for me." I rolled my eyes, playfully slapping his shoulder. "You're ridiculous," I said, laughing. Brian dramatically grasped at his shoulder, acting as if he was hurt. "Ouch, that hurts!" he cried. For an instant, I felt a pang of guilt, thinking I really had hurt him. But then I caught the twinkle of laughter in his eyes, and I couldn't help but laugh. "You're the worst," I told him, shaking my head. "You and my brother deserve each other. No wonder you two are best friends."

“Tall, broody, looks like a walking thirst trap in uniform? Yeah, the one you said was ‘way too serious to be hot.’” Jasmine groaned. “Yeah, him.” “Don’t tell me you—” “I did.” There was a pause. Then Tia screamed. Loud. “WHAT?!” Jasmine winced, holding the phone away. “Would you not blow out my eardrum?” “Oh my GOD, Jasmine!” Tia gasped between laughter and disbelief. “You did not just tell me you hooked up with your brother’s best friend! That’s like… the plot of every bad romance novel ever written!”

Hands stroking from my cheek to my chest, from my chest down below my legs. This isn’t a massage. It’s a caress. “You don’t need to go this far…” “I’m your younger brother, aren’t I.” Covering me with pheromones. Caressing me… This is absolutely not something a younger brother should do. “Only on paper, though.” I can see Samuel Bailey’s face grinning. That smile is so terribly beautiful it makes me even more frustrated. “Not today… don’t…” At the words I barely managed to spit out,

1: The Wrong Brother What do you do when your heart burns for a man who is just your friend ? A man who doesn’t even see you as a woman? What do you do when you have to bury every feeling deep inside… because you’re now engaged to his brother? “I can’t believe my little puppy is getting married,” Levi said from behind me pulling me out of my thoughts I didn’t have to turn around to know he was smiling. I scoffed under my breath. Levi and I were best friends.

I purr, arching into her touch, fully aware that every grind, every kiss, every teasing little moan is just for him. Grayson Bennett—president of the Crimson Reapers, my best friend Alyssa's older brother, and the man I've been messing around with for the past nine months—doesn't exactly come with a label. Mostly because he's still technically married to the wife who ghosted him nearly a year ago. But I've been on the back of his bike. I've been to the clubhouse. And he sure as hell doesn't complain when I tag along—or climb into his bed.