Claimed By My Brother's Best Friend の小説・ストーリー

“Well, if you want to see me a lot more, then you should consider marrying my best friend.” He told me, which made me laugh. “You were picking on him earlier and telling on him to our brothers.” I reminded him. “I was just getting my petty revenge, but he is a really good guy. I have known him since I was a teenage so I know he is the only man I would ever accept for my only sister.” Wow. I already know Andro is a good man, but hearing my brother, who has known him for so long, sing his praise made me happy.

Adams annoyingly replied. "You've never kept anything from me, if I say myself, I literally know every single damn thing about you, I know about everything going on in your life and that's because we share a strong bond, calling you my best friend is an understatement Adams, you're my brother, we're brothers and brothers should stick to each other and try to help each other isn't it?" "Just tell me what's wrong and I promise to do my best to help you like I've always done, you never keep things from me Adams, and I'm sure you're not going to start now."

“Big difference.” I smirk because it’s easier than admitting she’s right. I’ve spent years perfecting the art of pretending Mia Reynolds is just Noah’s little sister. The kid who used to steal my fries and punch me in the arm when I called her squirt. Except she stopped being a kid somewhere between high school graduation and now, and every time she walks into a room I have to remind myself she’s off limits. Noah’s off limits. Best friend code. Blood oath shit. But tonight the code feels paper thin.

“Fine.” I stalked back to the counter, grabbed my bag, and muttered a quick goodbye to Nancy and Matthew. Matthew hurried over, his eyes darting between me and Aaron. “Are you okay? Is he forcing you to do anything?” he asked in a low voice. I shook my head. “No, I’m fine. He’s my best friend’s brother. He’s just… looking out for me,” I said, hoping that would be enough to reassure him. Aaron appeared behind me, and Matthew took a step back, his unease evident. “I don’t like him,” Aaron muttered under his breath as we walked outside.

“I'm sorry. I just - didn't expect you to be at my house - not until the weekend.” “I told her so—” Noah chuckled. Ignoring Cassie, I looked at him. “Thank you for coming to get me. I'll save today's bus fare.” I smiled before relaxing my back again. Noah was my best friend's only brother. Just like me, I had only Christian. In that same manner, Cassie had only Noah. The sixth rule applied to Noah and Christian. Although Cassie was never going to have anything to do with my brother - she was six years older than he is, after all. Somehow, it was just me to whom the sixth rule applied.

Ashley pouts, her lips downturned but her eyes giving her away—disappointment and longing written all over her face. "Is the D really that good?" Chelsea asks, smirking over her coffee. "Better," Ashley says without hesitation, her tone so flat it's clear she's not exaggerating. I nearly choke on my donut. Fantastic. Now my appetite's gone. Nothing kills a sugar rush faster than hearing your best friend rate your brother's dick like it belongs on Yelp. Tuning them out before Ashley can scar me further, I slide my phone out of my pocket and open the group chat. My thumb hovers for a second, hesitation twisting in my gut like it always does when I feel like I'm bothering them while they're han

The sight of blood pushed me to the edge, making it impossible to keep my eyes open. His words cut through the haze of my distress. "Why make such a fuss? Your brother was deep into the Mafia. Blood must have been a regular sight for you." My brother was involved in the Mafia? I am not sure why or how he is talking so negatively about my brother when he himself is everything that he defines about himself. "Please, just stay away. Don't touch me with those bloodied hands," I pleaded, my voice quivering as I frantically tried to inch away.

I smirked. "Huh?" "Well, maybe at first, but since I turned thirteen, I've had zero brotherly thoughts about Rori." I sighed, finally admitting to my best friend in a roundabout way just how long I held a torch for his sister. "Wow." James laughed, blowing out a breath as he sat on the gym mat besides us. "Long time to hold a torch, dude." he added with a whistle. " Yeah." I agreed. "It's nice night to have it common knowledge and in the open."

My body was sweating as I ran on the treadmill . I was thinking about today's nightmare when my one of the loyal servant entered into the room holding my phone ;" BOSS ! There is an important call from Jacob " he said . Jacob was my bestfriend and second in command . Since my brother's death he stayed with me in all our misery . He took the title and joined our people .

"My best friend! My brother!" "Morton," I said. "You're drunk."