Novel & Cerita Brothers Want Me Back

"You—you actually mean it? You're coming back with me? For real this time?" “Yes.” I half laughed, half sniffled as my chest knotted with guilt. He’d wanted this for so long. "Yes. For real." Jaden pulled me into a crushing hug, and I let myself lean against him as his chest shook. "Our brothers are going to lose their minds," he murmured into my hair. "They've been waiting for this day forever." My entire body stiffened. "Brothers?" Jaden pulled back, suddenly sheepish. "Ah. Yeah. About that..."

Chris said, "That's what you said last time. It took you a month to get back." "This time is different. Mother swore I would be back soon." "Really? Chris looked at me suspiciously. I raised my hand quickly and swore, "Mom promises." "All right." Chris nodded reluctantly, "Then you come back early." Dejectedly, he returned to the door, stood on tiptoe to touch the doorknob, and then turned to give a warning. "I'm all right, you guys keep fighting. Remember I want a sister." "What sister... Hey!"

Was it that hard? I couldn’t even call my parents and tell them what was going on because they are going to do anything to keep me married to Jason. After all, his family paid mine in millions who the hell was going to stop wanting to be benefiting like that. Well that left me with one person I could trust…….Rhea.

I signaled for her to wait for me outside. “I understand Mr. Olivera is your brother— “ “Step.” I quickly corrected, shrinking on the spot when she looks at me with a look cold enough to freeze me on the spot. “He is my stepbrother.” She resumes scribbling in her jotter. “I understand Mr. Olivera is your brother, and you are trying to look out for him. Lie to me one more time and I will fail you. We don’t want that soiling your Yale application, do we?” her voice lowers into something low and threatening, a stark contrast to the sharp, happy voice she used when she introduced herself.

She grinned, “Let's just say I am one of your people before your mistress betrayed me!” 'Meh, let's just make something up,' K Whatever shrugged in her thoughts, thinking of something to back up her seems legit claims. As they conversed, the man walked slowly towards her. "And you're not interested in this gift at all?” “I want my brother back!” K Whatever stated with determined eyes. "Do I have your brother?" The man reached out to touch her, but she deflected his hand. “Yes! Why do you think I’m here, stupid! Return my brother to me, then we’ll talk!” K Whatever yelled.

The air around us was tense, and everything seemed awkward. I was hoping that he would leave, but he sighed, before holding my hand again. “Mia, you know very well that I don't ever want to see you sad. Can you tell me what you want us to do? I really don't want to push you into anything…” Realizing that I had some hope, I turned to him. “Brother… I really don't want to lose you. I want you to be my brother, forever. Can we just forget everything and start a new life?“

I said. I saw the look on their faces; it was of joy rather than anger. " We never asked you to leave, so welcome back here," my mum said. " Thank you," I looked at my brothers, and the grin on their faces was satisfying. " I will need help," I said. " Whatever it is you want from us, be rest assured that you will get it," Justin said. " I want you to join me back to the house. I need to get my things from there," I said.

"All this just to secure your next meal ticket. You even staged that whole martyr act. Get lost-and don't you ever call yourself one of ours again." The window rose slowly, cutting off their venomous curses. Caspian looked at my bloodied hand, his expression dark. "This is how they treat you? I truly don't understand why you insisted on going back for more." I watched the streetscape blur past the window. A long time passed before I murmured, "Because they used to be? really good to me." Caspian said nothing. He didn't believe me. Tears finally mingled with the rain and slid down my face. "Really. My brothers used to love me so much."

He nods and darts his eyes towards her. “Jessica… my girlfriend. Jessica Williams is back,” he announces without any atom of shame. “Remember the agreement we had? Now that Jessica is back, we should get a divorce so I can marry her.” Jessica Williams? How could Ellodie have forgotten? She takes another step backward, tears welling up in her eyes and lumps upon lumps getting stuck in her throat. She shakes her head, desperately wanting to say something. To fight for them. To keep her marriage intact. To tell him they are expecting a baby.

I think that little bender I had in Amsterdam destroyed my sense of time and space, “You’re right.” “I know I am. So, I wanted to tell you I’m going to be there. If you’d rather not attend, that’s fine.” “Actually, I came back because I want to go,” I say, making my brother lift his eyebrows in complete surprise, “I want to find my second chance mate. I need to, man.” “Why do you think you need to?” he asks, grabbing his orange juice to sip it slowly, “Because you’re still not over her?”