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He looked for a moment as though he were lost in thought, until he said, "I'm sorry if this sounds strange, but I've been searching for someone named Violet. My sister. She went missing years ago, and my father. well, he's dying. His last wish is to see her again." My heart ached at the sadness in his voice. "I'm sorry to hear that. I hope you find her. Clyde stared at me hard. "You look a lot like her." "What?" I blinked, taken aback. "Would you be willing to help me?" he asked seriously. "Pretend to be my sister. Just until my father…" He swallowed hard, his voice trailing away. "I'd pay you a million dollars a day. It's the only way to grant him some peace.

What the hell is he talking about there is no way I was short that amount. Unless...... oh shit I knew this was coming but I didn't think he would start getting this greedy. "What the hell do you take me as? A fool some sort of ATM you could just keep printing money from huh? Do I look like a money tree to you?" I yelled at him angrily "Where the hell do you want me to get that kind of money again?" I asked as he kept silent. "That's not my problem, you should have thought of that before you started sleeping with her little sister"

Me: leave me the fuck alone TBROTHER:why when you can't Even stand up for yourself why should I leave you alone huh.?, Me: I'm not related to you so fucke off. TBROTHER: wrong we are related brother in law you're my sisters man forget that.? Me: You took my woman what's wrong with you,.? TBROTHER: no I didn't she was available and made for me so i took what's mine heard that.? Me: she's mine dammit if I can't get her no one else will.

Judging by the frown on his face, I assume my brother has been calling my name for a while now. Well, can’t blame a guy, I have a big head, the same as my baby will, and I think. I think a lot, despite what people think of me, fuck you very much. “Where did you go in that big head of yours?” Luka chuckles. See, I think a lot, I have a big head, and I’m smart. Even the smarty-pants Luka admits that. “Nowhere,” I grin at my brother lazily. Shit, did I mention I’m tired? I don’t remember the last time I was this tired if I don’t think back to the dark times, which I refuse to discuss ever again.

Selfish… Then… retaliate to my brother given task, I was so clueless when I read my name. “Maria Lily Charm Opana.” I blurted to my brother. But I stop. The name was familiar to me. REALLY! I looked back at my brother… “It’s my name!” too stupid right? And my brother smiles devilishly. What? A bride?! What? Wait? A bride?! Me?! Seriously?!!! Then I cracked on laughter. My brother's smile was gone. You don’t get me on this prank brother! “You know bro, I’ll support you with this. As long as you’re having fun. HAHAHA!”

Yet you complain and transgress. You know I always gave you the benefit of the doubt in your complain about Carspey, but now I wonder if it was actually him that was the problem.Shock lanced through me, and from the corner of my eye, I noticed Tristan tighten. I held out my hand because I could fight my own fights. Especially towards my brother. “You are an idiot.” The words came out as a growl between my gritted teeth.How do you not see the stakes?

“Ah! True! I'd forgotten to tell you that Marlon has been texting me, and being very interested in me. Apparently, knowing that I was dating a porn actor, aroused a certain curiosity in him, reaching the point of believing that I would go to bed with him as soon as the opportunity presented itself. I am so fed up with men who, because they think they are moderately handsome, expect a woman to succumb to them just by snapping their fingers.” “Your brother is an idiot,” I reply. I sent him to fry asparagus. “Yep. He's an idiot,” Lara agrees with me. “But what can I do? It is the family that I got.” “What did he do to you?” Cynthia fights with all her might not to laugh. “He intended to take me

Inside was a brand-new set of kitchen appliances—the exact model I'd casually mentioned online that I wanted to get. "Didn't you say your oven broke? I bought you a new one while I was at it," he said with a grin, as if it were no big deal. I stared at the appliances, feeling warm and choked up inside. He'd remembered an offhand comment I'd made online. How could a brother like that possibly hurt me? The comments had to be fake. Maybe I was too tired and hallucinating. … We went back upstairs to Oliver's office. I sat down and picked up the pen again.

He wipes a tear with his finger and I roll my eyes. Drama king. "I know most of you think I hate my brother," he continues , "but I don't. Infact, my fight with him at my engagement party was because of her." I frown. Where is this headed? He stares into the camera, "Sara Jane is a manipulative liar and schemer and today I come out to free myself from her treacherous web and also pull the wool from my brother's eyes. Today," He pauses. "I come out to say that she," his eyes bores into the camera, peering at me like he was there with me in the room.

“Who would’ve thought? Miguel Alvarez, playing the big caring brother toward Inés. After all the years you spent hating her and her mother... barely able to be in the same room without throwing daggers. What changed, man? Seriously.” Miguel shrugged, the motion casual but his shoulders stiff. He picked up his glass of scotch and took a measured sip, the ice clinking softly. “It’s called being human, I guess. I figured there was no point holding onto all that old anger forever. It was eating me alive. So I decided to channel it toward something more productive.”