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RUSLAN’S POV Did I just kiss my step-sister? Yes. Was I in the right state of mind? No, I certainly wasn't. Hell, she is ten years younger than me, yet, I almost bend her over my office desk and fuck her to oblivion. Ivana Alex is my step-sister, even if we weren't related by blood, but that didn't stop me from cupping her soft boobs, fondling with her ass cheeks, kissing and fisting on her lips like a goddamn feast.

she said, nuzzling my hand. “This isn’t a romance novel baby. It’s real life and it’s messy,” I said. “I can take it. I’m ready,” she said, giving me a weak smile. I let out a hard breath. “Your sister is dating my brother, Maxim,” I said. She nodded, already knowing that part apparently. “I mean I didn’t know he was your brother but she moved out of here to be with him,” she said, rolling her eyes. “Well let me just say, I don’t particularly like my brother and I don’t agree with 95% of his life’s choices. He’s a selfish idiot, and a lot of times a total embarrassment to the family,” I said, watching her fingers stroke my chest.

"Come, let me introduce you." I stood frozen at the door. "This is my twin brother, Marco." My eyes shifted to the man I knew. The wild grin from the club was gone, replaced by a mask of polite friendliness. "Hello, my dear... sister-in-law." He held out his hand, looking perfectly welcoming. The thought of the things I'd done with him made my stomach clench. I fought back the nausea and gave a stiff nod. "And this is my... friend, Isabella." The pause Dante took made the word "friend" sound like a joke. "Isabella, this is Rose."

They all were laughing and kept teasing each other while his arm was wrapped around my waist possessively. I was aware of how close we were standing, of our mingled scents, of the heat building between us. I was looking at his features. The particular way he combed his hair off his brow, the texture of his skin, that shape of his lips... he was so incredibly handsome, but that was not the reason why I could not get enough of looking at him. I loved him... " What did you do to my sister, Rob? She can't seem to take her eyes off you. " Avanti said.

“Damien… brother… my soul needs your cock…” The sight made my spent dick twitch again. This was power. This was control. Our twin flames would burn brighter than ever—hers consumed by mine.

“I could feel your nipples and the way your tits spread against me.” She whirled around, her cheeks flushed. “Please that's enough Fred, you are going off the topic, I am your brother's wife remember, such words should not be spoken.” He blinked. “Tits, boobs, breast, it a normal words to say, there is nothing bad in saying it” “Well there is if it is being directed to your sister-in-law,” she said turning away, he remark. “My brother has changed you, I don't remember you being this prudish. I guess marriage does change people.”

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" Well, I didn't get the idea or inspiration to write that genre then and I guess Romance needs a lot of emotions which I wasn't ready to fit in then. " " Oh, what about now? " " Not sure. " " Oh. By the way, what do you think about my brother, Sis? " " Your brother? Why would I think anything about him? " " Oh, Sis! I know you are aware of what I mean but you are just pretending not to. " " Perhaps. " She admitted. " So what do you think, Sis? " " Well, I think he's quite caring and loving especially to you. "

Sharp and daring. From the moment I set my eyes on her last night, I knew she was trouble, and I love trouble. There was just something about her that drew me in. I usually find it irritating, hell, I sometimes throw up when women touch or try to flirt with me, but it was totally different with Meeka. Her sharp tongue, her daring character, everything about her just pulled me in. And I'm not ready to let her go. Not when I've tasted her. Especially not now that I just found out she's my brother's little fiancée.