Hugot Sa Kapatid Novels & Stories

" Of course we are, your irritation over the past few days has been your body reacting to my presence. Amelia had decided to start up the conversation, she knew that Lucinda was on guard against her, so she told her story. "It was so painful as I watched them kill my parents before my very eyes, I guess that why I'm filled with such anger and hatred, it's been affecting you too". I can't even imagine being calm if my parents were killed beforey eyes, I'd probably be filled with anger and hatred as well; Lucinda said. "It's time for you to head back" Your family's worried about you, we will talk later tonight. . . . . Luci wake up! Wake.... Up....!!

"What the hell are you doing with my sister? Do you realize you're acting like a pedophile?" I burst out laughing, the sound echoing in my almost-empty house. She thought she had me cornered with that insult? Please. Lying back on the couch, I quickly typed a response. "Your sister is 18. Or did someone forget the definition of pedophile?" I wasn’t expecting her to reply so fast, but there she was, typing away. She took a long time, probably typing and deleting, trying to find the right words. I grinned, enjoying the tension.

I nodded my head, silently urging my mother to go on with her explanation. "He was friends with alot of business partners and these two included. That day, we had all gone to the gamble unit- a way for us to have our own fun when the tables had suddenly turned, leading to two supposed friends going against each other....," a slight pause followed after this while my mother threw a glare at the couple who for some reason were now sighing in what I didn't know whether was remorse or something else. I was starting to understand where this was going to be leading to but I refused to believe it.

She smiled warmly. Cole’s lips curled into a wicked smirk that made my soul tremble. "Stepbrother?" he chuckled weakly, pulling out the chair opposite me. "Well, isn't this interesting." He stared at me, his eyes promising hell without saying anything further. "Welcome to the family…rat," he mouthed so only I could hear. I forced the food down my throat as shivers ran down my spine. I knew it, was trapped and this was just the beginning.

I clenched my jaw, white-hot frustration flaring at my mother's complete inability to keep a secret from her husband. “Yes, sir,” I said, not bothering to lie. “You've completely lost the plot trying to win a woman over,”My father chuckled, shaking his head and the derogatory edge in his voice pissed me off more than I cared to admit. “My mate is important to me, sir,” I stated, my fists balling at my sides.

I let myself grieve the family I had thought I had. My sister. Not the woman she had turned out to be, that grief was different and older and I would deal with it on its own terms in its own time. The sister I had grown up believing she was. Eleven years of shared bedrooms and borrowed clothes and the twin language we had developed, those slight, specific signals that only the other one understood, the way you could be across a crowded room and catch her eye and have an entire conversation in the tilt of a chin. That sister. The one who had sat beside me at every pack event and who had known my face better than I knew it myself because you spent your whole childhood studying the face that wa

Even so, Marcus pressed forward with a nervous laugh: "There's been a misunderstanding. Just a misunderstanding." No one in the room dared breathe. The elder who had thrown my family's name in my face was now folded so small in his chair you'd barely know he was there. My father spoke. His voice wasn't raised, but every word landed like something thrown at the table. "Marcus, my daughter didn't have shoes on. What were you making her sign?" Marcus swallowed. "With respect, this is a Hartley family matter."

Arrogant and entitled, he never bothered asking questions. Hearing this, he immediately flew into a fit of rage. He rushed over, pointing his finger in my face and cursing. "How dare you bully my sister! You think you can just stop giving me money? She told me everything you earn is for us to spend. Who the hell do you think you are?" As he cursed, he reached out and shoved me. It was not a gentle push.

Tanong nito at mababakas ang galit nito sa mukha. "Why, ano ba ang ini-expect mong mangyari sa isang mag asawa, kuya!" Nakangising aniya sa kapatid. "I saw what you did to her yesterday, you just kissed my wife! Ang kapal mo naman na ayain pa siya nang dinner at sa akin ka pa nagpaalam." Galit na aniya niya sa kapatid. "And yes we have sex last night, normal naman iyon sa mag-asawa di' ba kuya? Kung ako sa iyo tigilan mo na ang asawa ko. Kasal na kami and soon magkakaanak." Aniya ni Maynard.

Instead, he glances my direction and with his eyes, he practically pleads for help in what to do. Just like before, I pat my mate’s back and chime, “Babe, you can’t go around hugging everyone. You know I don’t like others touching you this much.” She doesn’t respond, but she does slowly let go of my cousin and step back. I take the moment to engulf my cousin in a big hug. “It is so good to have you back here, even if it is only for the weekend.” He chuckles and hugs me back. “I’m glad to be back.”