Novel & Cerita Brothers Want Me Back

I text my brothers for all of them to return home that it is an emergency, while I processed my leave after which I really returned home. I walk into the living room, where my brothers Sharon, Cameron, and Aaron are sitting on the couch, looking relaxed. But as soon as they see the serious look on his face, they know something is up. "What's going on, Baron?" Sharon asks, setting aside his book. "You look like you've lost your last friend." "I don't know if losing a friend is better than what happened. I'm just coming back from the office," I say, taking a deep breath.

I demanded curtly. He chuckled. "Do I need permission to see my girl, huh?" He smirked, drawing close. I took a tentative step backwards with a scowl plastered on my face. "Stay back! After how you insulted me and suddenly you want me back?!" I snarled at me. He huffed out a deep sigh. "Okay, I'm sorry. I was going through a rough patch after what happened between my brother and me. And now, I want you to return to my chambers, Alicia. I've missed you."

If this truth surfaced, it could ruin everything—the company, his reputation, the carefully constructed life he’d built since losing Natalia. But beneath the fear was something else; it was a fragile hope, buried deep: maybe there was still a chance. A chance to reclaim what he’d lost. To be the father he’d never been. The door to his home office slid open quietly. His personal assistant, Clara, appeared, concern flickering across her face. “Mr. Carrington, you’ve been at this for hours. Maybe you should rest—” He shook his head. “Not tonight, Clara. There’s something I need to do first.”

Sir it true Lizzy is back but in hiding and don't want her arriver to be known to you he said as I picked the called What of my brother I asked He is also back he replied as I caught the called I don't know why they're back but it not for good.

He says again, a little louder this time. I open my mouth to speak again, unsure of what exactly I was gonna say or what I'm supposed to say to make all of this better. That's all I want. For this to be better, for it to get fixed. I want my big brother back. I want him to talk to me, to laugh with me, to hug me, to even shout at me, just anything. Please please please just give me something. "Ivan I-" I begin saying but he stops me again.

He raised a brow and said, “I’m sorry. Maybe you didn’t say that loud enough. Your parents couldn’t hear that all the way from the sitting room ono the ground floor.” Maybe he was disgusted, he was guilty, he was angry. I don’t know! I had wanted my brother back since I was eight years old! And I met the most amazing guy last night, and I wanted him with me too! It’s not my fault they happened to be one person. And our intimate sexual encounter last night, and learning that he was my long-lost brother now, made it impossible to have either of them back. “What do you want, Zachary? Because if I have to take it all back, I will,” I said. “I didn’t know. But if I’d known… I wouldn’t have done i

Not because he trusted me. “I know and I'm not expecting that it would be changing anytime soon. I was just asking when the two of us are going to go back to being siblings. I'm not asking for your trust, I'm asking for my brother.” I said and he closed his eyes, shaking his head before he took a step back.

As for him, this call was much needed for him. "Broo." Miles almost cried out. The single glance on his brother's name overwhelmed him. "Baby Boo. How are you?" James's voice was fresh as ever. "I miss you bro. I miss you so much." Miles wanted to say so much right now but only this came out of his mouth. "I know bear, we miss you too." Miles has never craved his brother as much he does now. "Bro, if I say I want to come back home right now and stay with you like before will you stop me? I mean will you support my decision?" Miles was too overwhelmed to think about his words right now.

Clicking my tongue softly, I quickly type another message. ME: BROTHERS, YOU WORRY TOO MUCH. I ALREADY PROMISED YOU GUYS THAT IF ANYTHING GOES WRONG, I’LL TELL YOU IMMEDIATELY. I’M FINE. REALLY. I JUST WANT TO HONOR GRANDMA NESSA AND STAY OVER FOR TONIGHT. PLEASE STOP WORRYING ABOUT ME. The moment I hit send, the bathroom door opens. My fingers freeze over my phone as my gaze instinctively lifts.

"But I did all of those things anyway, because apparently, when it comes to you, I'm incapable of protecting myself." I set my coffee down, "So what do you want from me?" "I don't know!" "I don't know what I want. Part of me wants to pull you back into that bedroom and forget the rest of the world exists. Part of me wants to put you on a plane back and never see you again. And part of me just wants to understand why you came back into my life and turned everything upside down again." "I came back because my brother is missing and I needed help," I said, my voice shaking. "I didn't come here to mess up your life or ruin your engagement or"