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“At last I am alone. I’m only surrounded by idiots.” My brother, a big asshole, dared to fall in love with my woman. He didn’t realize I wanted him out of my world. It seems the lesson he got a few years ago wasn’t enough for him. He still tried to be a smart ass. She, my beloved wife, the idiot. Instead of being grateful for what I gave her, she threw herself into her brother-in-law’s arms. It wasn’t enough for her. I wanted to make her a grande dame full of expensive jewelry and dressed in the latest fashions.

That day, Mom had ruffled my hair and asked, “Harry, which one do you want to choose as your brother?” The day before, I had begged her nonstop to give me a big brother. So, the next day, she took me to the orphanage to pick one. Later on, the boy under the tree became my brother. I gave him his name, just as carefully as I used to name my teddy bear and toy soldiers. When I tore up my homework, he rewrote it for me. After I broke the neighbor’s antique vase, the punishment landed on his palms instead of mine.

“Every time he texts you or tries to sit next to you in the cafeteria, you glance at me first. Like you’re checking if I’m watching.” I swallowed hard. Brady Collins was charming, always cracking jokes with his easy smile and those bright blue eyes. He had asked me out twice already this semester, but I turned him down both times, because of this. Because of the secret pull toward my own stepbrother. “Brady’s nice,” I said, trying to sound normal. My breath hitched as Alexander’s hand moved under my dress. “He’s your best friend. He’d lose his mind if he knew what you’re doing right now.”

How could I be so stupid! My phone buzzed in that moment and it was from Damien. It was a picture of him naked in his bed, his bed which was empty. "She's gone, don't worry." It read and my heart seemed to recede back to it's normal position in my chest. I let out a deep sigh of relief. However, I still could not rest as I walked back to the bed and sat down, why would I be mated to my brother!?

There wasn’t enough scotch in the world to kill this pain. The elevator doors opened, and my brother walked inside. “You’re drinking again…great.” He sat on the coffee table like last time and took the bottle from my hand. He took a drink and set it down. “Let me guess. You made an idiot out of yourself, then came home empty-handed.” I gave him a thumbs-up. “Do you ever think before you do something?” “I could ask you the same.” “I’m not the Skull King. And I’m not in love with a woman either.”

I stammered, still scared after what he almost did when he tried to kiss me. "My dad told me to stay until you finished." "You can leave." I lowered my eyes to my plate and started eating. He ignored me, focusing on his phone instead. The plate was still full—I always ate slowly. Curiosity broke the silence. "Mister Adrian, can I ask you something?" He paused scrolling and looked at me. His dark eyes were deadly. "Speak," he said sharply, then lowered his gaze to his phone. "Are you Emilia’s real brother? I didn’t know she had a brother."

"Why are you really doing this? What do you get out of helping me?" He met my eyes, and for a moment, the world went quiet. "Honestly?" he said. "I get to watch my brother lose everything he stole. Including you." Before I could respond, the hotel room door burst open. Richard stood in the doorway, his face red with fury, his eyes locked on me and Benjamin sitting together on the sofa. "What the hell is going on here?" he demanded.

“Can’t believe I’m this addicted to dreaming about my own step brother’s cock… I need help.” But even saying that, I dipped my fingers inside my soaked pussy, imagining it was his thick cock again. The footsteps in the hallway grew louder, heavy and angry stopping right outside my door. Shit.

Selfish… Then… retaliate to my brother given tasked, I was so clueless when I read my name. “Maria Lily Charm Opiana.” 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 smile 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!”

“Who are you, and what have you done with my Rowena?” I couldn’t help myself from blushing a bit. “I was just thinking about the party, and… and…” I paused, swallowing before I continued nervously. “I’m tired of being a big baby. It’s time to finally get over my fear.” My brother stared at me for a few moments, clearly searching my face for some kind of humor, but there was none there to find. Finally he sat up and crossed the room; the closer he came, the more I could smell the subtly sweet scent of sweat on his skin.