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Of course, he was much taller than me. I was just 5’7” while he was likely 6’3” or more. “I didn't catch your name yesterday,” I mentioned. “Hmm. It's Jaxon… Jaxon West, Liam is my younger brother.” He announced. My jaw dropped. “What? Liam never told me he had a brother,” I blurted. “Ah, of course. I didn't imagine he had a lot to say about me. Liam and I don't have the best of relationships,” he replied.

“Mr. Kirk, my brother’s stomach isn’t great. I’ll drink this one for him.” Then I drained the glass in one go. Leon glanced sideways at me, his eyes unreadable. Round after round, I shielded him from every toast. The alcohol burned in my gut, blurring my vision until my body felt weak. Half-conscious, I felt someone’s arm wrap around my waist, a cold and familiar presence surrounding me. “If you can’t drink, don’t.” His low voice carried a trace of irritation. Leaning against his shoulder, I mumbled with a hazy smile, “I… I can handle it!”

"My brother, my everything..." "I am not your brother. I mean nothing to you so skip that error." He retorted, his voice hard.

I have to let him down nicely so our relationship won't be awkward. "Zayne, I'm flattered, I really am, but our parents are married, which makes you my stepbrother. There are way too many fishes in the ocean to go fishing in my family pool, even if we aren't technically related." I say the words, trying to convince myself that is how I really feel, but my wet panties know otherwise. A look of confusion flashed across his face before he starts laughing... A gutsy laugh that I found endearing for a second until I realize he's laughing at me.

He asked and I came to the conclusion that the guys bipolar from how quick his mood changed. "Basketball." I answered to which he just nodded while speeding through the crowded streets. "So... which brother are you?" I asked, sounding a bit more blunt than I thought I would. "Luciano. I'm your second eldest brother." He replied and I realized that I'm still not processing literally eight fucking brothers. "Eight?" I questioned and he nodded, amused by the disbelief my tone was laced with. "How are you... holding up?" He asks with an odd tone, as if he was barely getting out the words, fighting some sort of pride by asking.

I hope nothing about this will change; Knight deserves the best big brother I can be. After a few minutes, he places his palm on my forehead. "Kaven, you're burning up. Are you tired? I'm too heavy, am I?" "No, I'm fine, and so are you. I'm your big brother; I can carry you wherever you want." I lie. Even though I am tired, I don't want to admit it to Knight. "You're the best big brother." Knight whispers. I laugh at the statement, "I'm your only brother, Knight. It's not like you have anyone to compare me to."

She gestured at her side. Excitedly, I shot on my feet and scurried forward. "Brother, I missed you. When did you come? Why didn't anyone tell me?" I curled my arms around my brother's neck, shouting excitedly. He laughed and embraced me, lifting me. My feet weren't touching the ground. He was six feet tall, a bodybuilder, not bulky but very strong and very handsome like my stepbrothers. " Breath, Muñeca. One question at a time." He placed me down and beamed at me.

His arms letting go of me as I look over his shoulder at the man that is his spitting image but with a different haircut standing next to Wyatt that looks like he is about to explode. “That’s Jagger, my brother, well, twin,” he says and I nod slightly and then he looks over his shoulder and his head falls forward as he takes a deep breath. He brings one hand to his hair as he raises his head up again. His hand moves through his locks, pulling his hair back, and he stares at me again.

He paused, spreading his arms as if waiting for us to enter them. Silver and I just stared at him, our faces blank. Even though the name sounded familiar, I didn’t want to believe it was him. “Oh, come on,” he groaned. “My beautiful face may not show the family resemblance, but I am Zephyr’s elder brother. Don’t tell me you don’t know he has a brother?” His brother? My eyes widened in shock. No wonder he looked familiar. But why did I doubt him? Why did I believe he was lying? “Liar!” I shouted at him.