Brotherly Fortress After Divorce Novels & Stories

Forbidden Pleasures My Stepbrothers 14 Final Rejection One full week had passed since my mother had stormed out of the massive mansion with her heavy suitcases and her venomous, cruel words. The air inside the house felt much lighter without her constant mean criticism, yet it also felt heavier with the deep uncertainty of what was going to come next for all of us. Richard had thrown himself completely into his daily work, staying very late at his corporate office and barely speaking a single word about the upcoming divorce.

"Yes, he does. It's a long story. Let's focus on the issue here. I need your help, Lucia. I need to teach that bitch a lesson. I just can not afford to lose Jared." "Since he has served you the divorce papers, then go meet the other brother you love. Easy peasy." She shrugged, sipping her own cocktail. "It's not easy peasy!" I lashed out, startling her a bit. "This is my marriage we're talking about here, Lu. I need stability and his brother can't offer me that. Yes, he loves me as does Jared too...or at least, he used to. I don't know. " Confusion had me flailing my arms in the air helplessly.

Frank let a brief smile and stamped a kiss on her palms, “Your body. I crave to make you scream under my breath. Avail me the opportunity to explore this body. Let it be my token for a job well done …” She winked, “We still have a lot to do as long as that bitch is still married to my brother. Possibly she might be divorced from detention I would talk father into divorcing her ad if luck falls on our path, we will not need to terminate Brian anymore. He can continue to be mentally deranged since father can’t make an insane son his heir.”

“The board is becoming increasingly divided.” “That sounds like your problem.” “It will become yours.” He said sharply. I scoffed. “I don't want the company.” “You may not want it, but you may have no choice.” I rubbed my forehead out of frustration. “I don't want any of this.” “Your grandfather left a fortune behind.” “Then give it to someone who wants it.” i said bluntly. There was another pause. He took a deep breath, “I want you to marry.” I stared at the phone, unsure i heard him well. “What?”

The lighting was warm inside the live broadcast room. Wearing a simple suit, I calmly sat in front of the camera. The host asked cautiously, "Ms. Scott, what do you think about the recent online discussions about your divorce and your new company?" I smiled at the camera. "I divorced my ex-husband to fix the mistake I made in the past. The company is a new beginning for me. I don't regret any of my choices." "I heard that Larson Group's in a tough position lately. Are you—"

I raised my left arm to shield my face. The car came to a stop a few meters away. Shoes tapped against the tarmac, stopping directly in front of me. I lowered my arm, inhaling a familiar perfume that sent a chill down my spine. “Look who it is,” Thomas, Marcus’ younger brother, said, laughter tearing from his throat. “The one my brother just divorced.” Shock froze me, and I clenched my fists. “What did you just say?” “You heard him right. Happy divorce day,” Vivian, my stepmother, added quietly, her tone sharp. “I can’t wait for the world to know. I hope the media spreads this as fast as possible.”

Gu frowned at him. "Aren't you her ex-husband now?" Mr. Gu imitated him with beaming eyes. That irritated Leonid. He even regretted the moment he granted her divorce. "It's already going to midnight. Eat this or die here." Mr. Gu said, he put dinner on the table and left the room, leaving Leonid to be frustrated as hell. He showed the outrage on the plate, pushing it away. As rice scattered over the floor, he was breathing angrily, remembering his brother's warning back on his wedding day: "I hope you will share the love I want to give her. If you fail to do so, I will then."

“I love you… I want to be your husband!” Sofia’s face tightened into a sharp, disapproving frown. “Don’t be foolish. Your brother only signed off on the divorce to save you. You don’t get to stomp on his heart like this. You focus on getting well first. There isn’t a girl in the world you can’t have once you’re back on your feet.” Tommaso gave a grave, stern nod. “You may outshine your brother in every conceivable way, but he is still your blood. You will respect that.”

"Do you have any idea what this would do to our family? To Richard and me? We've built something here, something good, and you're willing to destroy it for what? A crush on your stepbrother?" "It's not a crush—" "I don't care what you call it. It ends now. Today." I stood, tears streaming. "You can't control who I love." "I can when it threatens to destroy my marriage. Aria, I've sacrificed everything to give you a good life. After your father left, I rebuilt from nothing. And now, finally, I have Richard. I have stability, happiness, a real partner. And you want me to just... what? Accept that my daughter is sleeping with my husband's son?"

Clover replied, keeping her gaze on Joshua. Somewhere she had an idea that whenever Kayden's family met her, they would definitely bring up this topic, and it did not matter to her to say anything about it because she had divorced him. "You must have got over the divorce, that is why you decided to return, or your heart suddenly started to throb for your parents," Joshua's tone left a mocking feeling for Clover, who would no longer feel like she could be polite with him anymore even though all she was doing was to respect him because he was an elder.