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If any man dares to break your heart, I will kill him. I'd taken that as a joke and his protectiveness for me. Even now it made me smile. "What do I do Brother, I think I'm falling In love with someone but I know he won't love me back. Maybe I should have listened to you, maybe I never should have fallen in love, but one can never tell the heart what to do, and mine is hopelessly and madly falling for Vincent Morano." My brother's eyes looked back at me in the picture.

My stepbrother’s wife. My childhood crush. Reality crashed down on me like a tidal wave. Guilt, shame, and disbelief flooded my senses all at once. Though she had initiated everything the night before, I couldn’t escape the truth—I had crossed an unforgivable line. I had betrayed my stepbrother. I had betrayed myself. Without saying a word, I quietly left the room. I told myself it was a mistake—just a drunken accident. I convinced myself it would never matter… after all, I believed I was infertile.

I met his gaze with equal boredom. "Hello, brother," I said dryly. He shook his head. "How I wish we weren’t brothers, Seb. I mean, do you know the embarrassment that you’ve put this family through by marrying that girl?" "If we weren’t meant to be brothers, then, why are you embarrassed?" Nathan glared at me as he moved closer to me. His eyes searched my face, and I looked at him squarely, hating the guts that emitted from him. This idiot had singlehandedly ruined my childhood, but he was not going to get under my skin right now.

He would absolutely throw me over his shoulder and carry me out if I refused. "This is insane," I said. "This is necessary." "I barely know you. We've been whatever this is for what, two weeks? And you want me to move into your penthouse?" "Yes." "That's not how normal relationships work, Sebastian." Heck! I was still trying to figure out how I felt for his brother.

It was from Marco Reids, my boyfriend. " I wouldn't miss it for the world." I typed rapidly before I hit send, the same stupid smile still lingering on my lips. Okay, it's called love and I was too far gone. The Reids were holding an event, to celebrate the handover. The Reids' Chairman had just retired, passing his prestigious position to his elder son, Lucien Reids, my boyfriend's stony-faced elder brother. My family was invited, and as Marco's girlfriend, I also got my own invitation card. How could I miss? " In the hallway console table, on the first drawer, there is a red velvet box. Come with it."

The dream rushed back to me. Those same hands catching me as I fell, those same eyes looking at me with protective warmth. My pulse quickened as he secured the bandage, his fingers lingering against my skin. "There," he said quietly. "Better." But I wasn't better. I was confused, shaken by the unexpected intimacy of the moment and the lingering memory of my dream. This was Nico's brother. So why did his gentle care make my chest feel tight with something that wasn't gratitude? The sound of the elevator arriving broke the spell between us. Salvatore straightened immediately, his expression returning to its usual controlled mask.

Just then, the door of his cabin banged open, revealing an agitated Noah. Noah is very angry after he learned that Esme was seen flirting with Seth Nashville. But when he entered his brother's cabin, he was stunned to see his brother sitting near Esme's feet. That scene made him halt abruptly in his tracks. Noah has never seen his brother care about someone like this. Leo is a very proud man. He would never touch someone's feet unless they are more valuable than his pride. To learn that his brother regard Esme as that valuable person, or may be the only valuable person came out as a shock to him.

His deep blue eyes held her. He grinned and her heart jolted. That damn dazzling smile again. They did something strange to her. Something she both hated and yet desired. She mentally slapped herself back. “Get a grip, Isa! You are married!” “Congratulations. I hear the commissioner just announced Hudson Yards as the next redevelopment area. My little brother surely hit a diamond marrying you, I'm jealous.” He folded his arms, his head tilting. “Say, why don't you come work for me. I will pay you more than you are paid where you are right now.”

His thumb brushed over my knuckles every now and then, and I let him. When we got back to the house, August turned off the ignition and came down from the car. I followed his lead. Together we walked to the front door, and I thought to myself how natural this already felt, walking to the front door of my house with August Reynolds. The guy I'd crushed on for a month before finding out he was going to be my stepbrother. The guy I'd gone on to hate because he disrupted the life I'd led with my mom. Who would have thought?

I had just lost my baby. My marriage had ended. And all I could do was sleep with a stranger? No this was a mistake and I needed to get out of here asap! I slipped out of bed quietly and began gathering my clothes. My head throbbed, still hungover from last night and it made my movements clumsy. I rushed to put on my underwear, then clothes. As I pulled the dress over my head, my heel caught in the fabric. I lost my balance and fell. Oh no!