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His eyes flashed with pure darkness,for a second, I thought he would flip me onto the bed and take me right there,the hunger between us was insane — thick, suffocating, addictive. My body burned for him my mind screamed that this was wrong, that he was my brother, but my soul only craved more. Jayden’s hand slid up my back, fingers tangling in my hair he yanked my head back, exposing my throat. His lips hovered just above my racing pulse. “You’re playing a dangerous game, little brother,” he whispered, voice dripping with dark promise. “Keep pushing me… and I won’t stop next time i’ll fuck you until you can’t walk until the only name you remember is mine.”

KIARA POV “Fuck… kiev, please fuck me, baby,” I heard a moaning voice as I stepped out of my room, the cool air brushing against my skin. I already knew my brother was back from work and had brought his usual one-day girlfriend, someone he’d use and then send away. My jaw tightened slightly. I walked into the kitchen and poured water into a glass cup, my fingers steady despite the irritation building inside me. I leaned against the edge of the shelf and took a slow sip.

It lооkеd ѕо раіnful like it wоuld tаkе a long time to hеаl. I rеасhеd uр, stroking the front of his hаіr to ѕооthе hіm, tо distract hіm frоm thе раіn. Mу fingers gоt caught іn ѕоmе of thе dried blood. I fеlt ѕісk thаt my оwn brother inflicted that kind оf раіn оn his оwn best frіеnd. Rіght nоw I hаtеd hіm with every brеаth іn mу body.

I traced the scent to see a tall man in dark expensive suit walking closer to us like he owned the fucking world. Holy fuck, he smelled so fucking delicious, like heaven. I could eat him up. The moment his blue eyes landed on me, I froze. What was he doing here? The older man smiled proudly. “This is my son, Christian.” What??? Mom laughed, completely unaware of the storm going on inside me. “That means he’s going to be your stepbrother soon!” Stepbrother? The hot stranger I had given my virginity that night, who had my moans in his head and my taste on his lips would be my stepbrother??

“Of you? No.” “Good.” “I just think it would be weird.” “Why?” I shrugged. “You’re Daniel’s brother.” He smiled at that. Slow. Thoughtful. Teasing. “So that makes me what to you?” I hesitated. “A brother,” I said. The word felt strange in my mouth. He hummed, eyes glinting. “Then it shouldn’t matter.” I opened my mouth to respond and instead muttered, “A brother that hot?” The silence that followed was loud.

As soon as my head hits the mattress, I find myself being pulled into another dreamless slumber. Dear Gentle Readers, if you are interested in reading Clarabelle Summers’ story, stay tuned to this author’s profile here in GoodNovel and subscribe to "Fuck You And All Of Your Bullshits". You can also check out Clarabelle's brothers’ stories (she has 8 brothers) in "Taming The Wild CEO" (Javier Summers), "Accidentally in Bed With The Wrong Brother" (Draven Summers), and "Tempted By The Devil" (Reed Summers). Or Clarabelle’s niece, Autumn Summers, in "The Bad Nerd Boy". Thanks a million and please do take health precautions and stay safe!

Not even sure if I can say again because I remember being a heartless fūcker since I was a kid. I shook my head and climbed out of the Cadillac, immediately spotting Francisco at the entrance laughing with other capos. I tried to not look at him with hate as I approached him. How could I hate him if he was my brother? I never pursued my angel because of the same reason. But right now, I felt hate for the man that I called brother. I felt hate because of his cowardliness regardless of the bullshīt reason he wanted to give me. I felt hate because he wanted to take my angel from me even if he didn’t know she was mine.

I limp off the bed and sit in front of the food, slowly grab a fork and take a bite without tearing my gaze from him. His lips twitch into a small smile. “You take orders well. My brother is a lucky man. I hate when women are feisty. They should be submissive, don't you agree, Miss Raven?” he tilts his head, speaking as if he's having a normal chat with his friend about the weather. “Don't worry, Damien is going to be here soon but before he does, you and I are going to have a very long chat,” “You hurt Zach, Dean, Henry and Scar,”

The day of her supposed date with Julian, Lena woke up with two things she hadn't gone to bed with: a first edition of One Hundred Years of Solitude with a coffee ring on the dust jacket, which was not her copy and which she had apparently taken home in her bag by accident from school, and a text from an unknown number. You chose the wrong brother to be with. She stared at it for a long time. Then: Don't worry. He'll figure it out, too.

A cold dread seeped into my bones as the words echoed in my mind. C-contract marriage? My knees nearly gave out. I staggered back, barely catching myself on the edge of the couch. No. That's not possible. My brother…my brother is trying to snatch my wife, my woman. That snake. That bastard. He has always snatched everything from me, and now, my wife? “NO!” I screamed, slamming my phone to the ground, watching it shatter into pieces, my chest burning with rage. I ran both hands through my hair, pacing in agitation.